Max Pemberton,
A Gentleman's Gentleman — Chapter 8
(1896)
“ I had just turned into the lane which they call the chestnut-grove, and had given the old mare a cut with the whip to send her along a bit, when, looking through the trees into the meadow, whom should I see but Lord Heresford himself, walking across the fields straight toward the White House. The thing was so sudden that for a minute I thought I had seen a ghost. But it was only for a minute. While my heart was beating like an engine, and something was singing away in my ears, I kept my wits; and almost by a sort of instinct I reined the mare back, so that she stood almost upon her hind-legs. ”
