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The man hearkened in patent surprise, then asked if he might defer the commission till he had harnessed Fairy-foot, Mr. Briscoe having ordered out the dog-cart and his favorite mare. "Plenty of time, plenty of time! We can't hope to overtake them, with the start they have already. Just see if there are any signs of intrusion into the place and report. And now, Mrs. Royston, shall we move on?"
But no! Fairy-foot was a handful, even for so capital a whip as Briscoe. He obviously considered that the boy would be more secure stowed on the floor of the vehicle, half under the soft rug, and braced by the firm foot planted on either side against the dash-board. "How considerate!" the watching mother thought with a glow of gratitude, noting the caution.
He would not risk occasioning Mrs. Briscoe anxiety. He would not keep little Archie out in the night air he was very particular about little Archie. Oh, Fairy-foot was all right there was not a horse in Tennessee that Mr. Briscoe could not handle. They had no fear at all about the mare. But after Mr.
Dean will race her down there at the top of her speed. Dean will be there all right. Thank you very much. Do as much for you some day. Goo'-by." But Dean's protests were serious. His duties admitted of no trifling. He wanted no such superfine commodity as Fairy-foot, but a horse stout and sound he must have to-night and the favor of leaving his disabled steed in Briscoe's stable.
Frank Dean will be there with the dog-cart and Fairy-foot to-morrow evening to catch the seven-ten train for Glaston leaves here about an hour by sun. Will you do me the favor to hire a responsible party there to bring the mare back?... Can't spare a man from here. Lost two of my dogs yes, my fine, full-blooded hounds you remember Damon and Pythias?
He was gazing down toward the bungalow where Briscoe stood at the head of the flight of the veranda steps, drawing on his driving gloves, while Fairy-foot, the fine mare, now resplendent in the least restrictions of harness that might control her bounding spirits and splendid strength, stood between the shafts of the dog-cart on the drive, a groom at her head, holding the bit. Mrs.
He must stay and dine; he must stay the night; he must join the hunt that was planned for to-morrow a first-rate gun was at his disposal. "I'll get you back to Glaston without delay. I'll let you drive the dog-cart with Fairy-foot, the prettiest bit of horse-flesh that ever wore a shoe trots to beat the band!
Strayed off from the pack, and all hands and the cook have got to get out straightway and hunt them. Wolves awfully afraid they will get the hounds. Outnumber them and pull them down fierce at this season.... Yes, I hope so! You'll look out for Fairy-foot?... Thanks, awfully.... Yes, he would do careful fellow! Tell him to drive slowly coming back.
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