"You're afraid of the ghost! You're a funker!"
Christina got scarlet at the accusation.
"My schoolroom is much more comfortable," she said.
"Just like a girl! They always want to be comfortable the first thing!"
He was as energetic as ever in finding occupation for himself and Christina, but they both missed Dawn intensely.
The day before Christmas Eve, Mr. Maclahan called them down to the stables, and showed them in the stalls two small ponies, one grey, one brown.
"They are for each of you," he said, "and Tina can take her choice. It is a Christmas present from me."
Puggy danced with delight. Christina looked doubtfully pleased.
"Must I ride it?" she asked.
"Yes, I am anxious you should be a good rider, and the sooner you begin the better. These are thoroughly quiet little animals, and if you fall, you will not have far to fall. I should recommend the grey one for you, Tina. We'll have the saddles put on at once, and Barker shall take you up and down the drive with a leading rein."