hunting box

It had been thus for her since their return from Nicholas's hunting box.

He put his hand against the door of the hunting box and it gave, swinging open.

And so they rode back to the hunting box in silence.

"Beyond is a road that will take you to a hunting box.

Then she turned to lead the horses back to the hunting box, humming a little tune of her own invention.

Safe, they would have been, but he could not be certain that Marianne Bell knew nothing of the hunting box.

Not even the heavily scented hunting box could overcome the odor clinging to the young man.

The horses were nosing about the front of the hunting box quietly, looking for tender grasses.

Londesborough enlarged the hunting box to create a country house in the Elizabethan style.

A well-hidden hunting box on an estate that had once been both purgatory and paradise for a young boy.

He knew just where he would take her-to his hunting box a few hours outside Montanyard.

It can also be called a hunting box, shooting box or shooting lodge.

Rebecca asked, watching Connor as he deftly laid the snares that had been stored in the hunting box.

As he was my aide-de-camp and, presumably, bodyguard, I wasn't surprised that the servants at the hunting box had arranged things so.

It's been growing inside, since Selonia, I think and then in the hunting box, when I was so afraid for you.

"My hunting box.

Impatience ultimately got the better of them, and soon the buttons of Connor's shirt once again littered the floor of the hunting box.

This house, conceived as a small hunting box, expanded, the intention was to make the house seem as though it had grown and developed over centuries.

It served as a hunting box for successive dukes, being just a small fraction of the size of their main seat thirteen miles away at Woburn.

Henry lived at Asfordby before moving to Barleythorpe Hall, near Oakham, which his father purchased for him as a hunting box.

After what seemed both an eternity and merely an instant, they came upon it: the hunting box, his father's rarely used, discreetly located hunting home in the woods.

When he returned, he deposited his saddlebags inside the front door and then carried wood in from the neat stack beside the outer wall of the hunting box.

She led the horses toward the sound, stopping every now and then to mark a tree with her knife so she could find her way back to the hunting box.

Although the Duke's intention was to use Cliveden as a "hunting box" he later housed his mistress Anna, Countess of Shrewsbury there.

The Hall was built in 1881 as a hunting box by Walter Marshall who left it to his sister, Eva Astley Paston Cooper.