trotting-up

Updated: May 24, 2025

But of such a thing no one dreamed, as, indeed, why should they, and my lord Duke of Osmonde rode over the border into Gloucestershire on his fine beast, and, trotting-up the roads and down the lanes, wore a look upon his face which showed him deep in thought. 'Twas a grey day, unbrightened by any sun.

Frances Hodgson Burnett - His Grace of Osmonde : Being the Portions of That Nobleman's Life Omitted in the Relation of His Lady's Story Presented to the World of Fashion under the Title of A Lady of Quality