Nappie--
all of which was told at dinner in the evening amidst a great deal of
laughter. There had been nothing special in the way of sport, and Lizzie's
enthusiasm for hunting, though still high, had gone down a few degrees
below fever heat. Lord George had again coached her; but there had been no
great need for coaching, no losing of her breath, no cutting down of
Lucinda, no river, no big wall--nothing, in short, very fast. They had
been much in a big wood; but 'Lizzie, in giving an account of the day to
her cousin, had acknowledged that she had not quite understood what they
were doing at any time.
"It was a-blowing of horns and a-galloping up and down all the day," she
said; "and then Morgan got cross again and scolded all the people. But
there was one nice paling, and Dandy flew over it beautifully. Two men
tumbled down, and one of them was a good deal hurt. It was very jolly--but
not at all like Wednesday."
Nor had it been like Wednesday to Lucinda Roanoke, who did not fall into
the water, and who did accept Sir Griffin when he again proposed to her in
Sarkie Wood. A great deal had been said to Lucinda on the Thursday and the
Friday by Mrs.
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