" I watched him wave from the back of his hired mare and clatter off down the silent streets of Hans Town in a westerly direction; and reflected that there are few sights so gratifying to a female eye, as a handsome man in a well-made coat and hat, astride a horse on a spring morning. "

― Stephanie Barron , Jane and the Barque of Frailty (Jane Austen Mysteries, #9)