'Well, there is not a bird in the whole country now,' said Lord Milford.
'Montacute does not care for sport,' said Lord Valentine.
'What does he care for?' asked Lord Milford. 'Because, if he wants any
horses, I can let him have some.'
'He wants to buy a yacht,' said Lord Valentine; 'and that reminds me
that I heard to-day Exmouth wanted to get rid of "The Flower of Yarrow,"
and I think it would suit my cousin. I'll tell him of it.' And he
followed Tancred.
'You and Valentine must rub up your harness, Milford,'said Mr.
Ormsby; 'there is a new champion in the field. We are talking of Lord
Montacute,' continued Mr. Ormsby, addressing himself to Mr. Melton, who
joined them; 'I tell Milford he will cut you all out.'
'Well,' said Mr. Melton, 'for my part I have had so much success, that I
have no objection, by way of change, to be for once eclipsed.'
'Well done, Jemmy,' said Lord Milford.
'I see, Melton,' said Mr. Ormsby, 'you are reconciled to your fate like
a philosopher.'
'Well, Montacute,' said Lord St. Patrick, a good-tempered, witty
Milesian, with a laughing eye, 'when are you going to Jericho?'
'Tell me,' said Tancred, in reply, and rather earnestly, 'who is that?'
And he directed the attention of Lord St.
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