"[...]Corner, came to an abrupt standstill, and, on looking out, Lord Garrow observed that the coachman had halted in obedience to a signal from a gentleman who was galloping, at a hard pace, after their brougham. "It must be Reckage," said the Earl; "I never knew a man so fond of riding who rode so ill." "What, I wonder, does he want now?" said Sara, flushing a little. "I didn't know that he was in town." By that time the pursuer, a handsome man with an auburn beard and very fine blue eyes, had reached them.[...]".