Northanger Abbey by Jane Austen Chapter 7 Page 11

from a doubt of the propriety of accepting such an offer.

“I will drive you up Lansdown Hill tomorrow.”

“Thank you; but will not your horse want rest?”

“Rest! He has only come three and twenty miles today; all nonsense; nothing ruins horses so much as rest; nothing knocks them up so soon. No, no; I shall exercise mine at the average of four hours every day while I am here.”

“Shall you indeed!” said Catherine very seriously. “That will be forty miles a day.”

“Forty! Aye, fifty, for what I care. Well, I will drive you up Lansdown tomorrow; mind, I am engaged.”

“How delightful that will be!”