"Oh, this is glorious!" Gwendolen burst forth, in forgetfulness of everything but the immediate impression: there had been a little intoxication for her in the grand spaces of courts and building, and the fact of her being an important person among them. "This _is_ glorious! Only I wish there were a horse in every one of the boxes. I would ten times rather have these stables than those at Diplow."

"Oh, this is glorious!" Gwendolen burst forth, forgetting everything but the immediate impression. "I wish there were a horse in every one of the boxes. I would ten times rather have these stables than those at Diplow."
