A pair of riders, a man and a woman, trotted up a gravel path that ran 
along the edge of the gardens, through a pair of wrought-iron gates in the 
stone wall, which opened for them. The man was Lord Finkle-McGraw's son Colin, 
the woman was his wife, and they had ridden out onto the moor to keep
an eye on their daughter and her two little friends. Seeing that their 
supervision was no longer required, Lord Finkle-McGraw and Mrs. Hackworth 
turned away from the window and drew instinctively closer to a fire burning in 
a stone fireplace the size of a garage.