'Does something displease you, my lord?' I asked.
 'Not at all. Do you wish to ride tomorrow?'
 'It's normally my custom, but I don't have a horse here.'
 'If that's what you want then I will arrange it.'
 I felt at a loss for a response and so said nothing. 
 'Well?'
 'Well what, my lord?'
 'Do you wish to ride tomorrow?' He was evidently striving for patience. 
 I thought about it. 'No,' I said at length. 'I'm still very tired from the long journey. The day after will be sufficiently soon.'
 'I am glad we got that cleared up before I sent a footman round to fetch your horse at some unearthly hour,' he said with some acerbity. ...

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