“I occasionally try my luck at dry-fly casting on a Hampshire chalk stream." The earl glanced at Merritt and smiled reminiscently. "My daughter has accompanied me a time or two. She has excellent aptitude but little interest."
"I lose patience with the fish," Merritt said. "They take too long to make up their minds. I prefer going shooting with you-- it takes far less effort."
"Are you a good shot?" Keir asked.
"I'm not bad," she said modestly.
"She's the best shot in the family," Lillian said. "It drives her brothers mad.”