"Our horses never go out on Sunday," said Roger. Then he added, after a pause, "You can have it. I'll give the order." Sir Felix would be gone on Tuesday, and it should be his own fault if that odious cousin ever found his way into Carbury House again! So he declared to himself as Felix rode out of the yard; but he soon remembered how probable it was that Felix himself would be the owner of Carbury. And should it ever come to pass,--as still was possible,--that Henrietta should be the mistress of Carbury, he could hardly forbid her to receive her brother. He stood for a while on the bridge watching his cousin as he cantered away upon the road, listening to the horse's feet. The young man was offensive in every possible way. Who does not know that ladies only are allowed to canter their friends' horses upon roads? A gentleman trots his horse, and his friend's horse. 
"Our horses never go out on Sunday," said Roger. Then he added, after a pause, "You can have it." Sir Felix would be gone on Tuesday, and need never come to Carbury House again! So he declared to himself as Felix rode out of the yard; but he soon remembered how probable it was that Felix himself would be the owner of Carbury. And if ever Henrietta should be the mistress of Carbury, he could hardly forbid her to receive her brother.
He stood for a while on the bridge watching his cousin canter off down the road. The young man was offensive in every possible way. Who does not know that only ladies are allowed to canter their friends' horses upon roads? A gentleman trots his friend's horse. 