Of course a
hunting gentleman is a good thing."
"About the best thing out," said the Captain.
"But a hunting gentleman isn't everything. I know nothing of the
old lady's people,--only this that none of their money ever came
into Dillsborough. I'm all for Reginald Morton. He's my landlord as
it is, and he's a gentleman."
"I hate foreigners coming," said Ribbs.
"'E ain't too old to take it yet," said Harry. Fred Botsey declared
that he didn't believe in men hunting unless they began young.
Whereupon Dr. Nupper declared that he had never ridden over a fence
till he was forty-five, and that he was ready now to ride Fred
across country for a new hat. Larry suggested that a man might be a
good friend to sport though he didn't ride much himself; and
Runciman again asserted that hunting wasn't everything. Upon the
whole Reginald was the favourite. But the occasion was so special
that a little supper was ordered, and I fear the attorney did not
get home till after twelve.
Till the news reached Hoppet Hall that Mrs. Morton had taken
herself off to London, there was great doubt there as to what ought
to be done, and even then the difficulty was not altogether over.
Till she was gone neither Lady Ushant nor her nephew would go
there, and he could only declare his purpose of attending the
funeral whether he were asked or not.
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