“Couldn’t Jessie drive him just a little way to see how he goes?”
Miss Betty looked at Miss Eloise. “Do you think it would be safe?” she said.
“Can you really drive, Jessie?” asked Miss Eloise.
“I truly can,” Jessie told her. “I often drive all the way. I can turn out for the big teams and I can drive in through the gates as straight as anything.”
“Then you may jump in and show us what you can do,” Miss Betty consented, and the little girls were not slow in obeying.
“How far may we go?” asked Jessie taking up the reins.
“Oh, not out of sight. Just up and down the road where we can see you,” Miss Betty directed.
Jessie proudly turned the pony’s head toward the gate, drove through without accident, and soon the little pony was trotting up the road. Miss Betty and Miss Eloise came to the gate to watch. Jessie turned carefully and brought the pony back in triumph.
“Can’t she drive well?” said Adele admiringly. “She is going to teach me, and when she isn’t here to do it Otto can.” Otto was the Halletts’ man. “What shall I name him, Aunt Betty?”
“Why not call him Dapple Gray?” suggested Miss Eloise.