About ten o'clock
ha ! ' ` Mr. Smith , ' said Argemone , in a low , determined voice , ` if you have promised my father to go on this horrid business -- go . But promise me , too , that you will only look on , or I will never -- ' Argemone had not time to finish her sentence before Lancelot had promised seven times over , and meant to keep his promise , as we all do . About ten o'clock that evening Lancelot and Tregarva were walking stealthily up a ride in one of the home-covers , at the head of some fifteen fine young fellows , keepers , grooms , and not extempore ` watchers , ' whom old Harry was marshalling and tutoring , with exhortations as many and as animated as if their ambition was ` Mourir pour la patrie . ' ` How does this sort of work suit you , Tregarva , for I do n't like it at all ! The fighting 's all very well , but it 's a poor cause . ' ` Oh , sir , I have no mercy on these Londoners .