‘I am going to hunt,’ said the Duke, ‘and I am to ride Hauteville. I hope you will set me an example on Thursday, and that I shall establish my character with Sir Tichborne.’
‘I am to lead on that day a bold band of archers. I have already too much neglected my practising, and I fear that my chance of the silver arrow is slight.’
‘I have betted upon you with everybody,’ said the Duke of St. James.
‘Remember Doncaster! I am afraid that May Dacre will again be the occasion of your losing your money.’
‘But now I am on the right side. Together we must conquer.’
‘I have a presentiment that our union will not be a fortunate one.’
‘Then I am ruined,’ said his Grace with rather a serious tone.
‘I hope you have not really staked anything upon such nonsense?’ said Miss Dacre.
‘I have staked
