The girls saw Janet’s horse try to take the jump. He rose into the air but with an inexperienced rider his jump was not successful. His hind feet caught on the trunk, throwing both him and his rider heavily to the ground. The horse scrambled to his feet, leaving his rider prostrate on the ground.
Carol was off her mount in the twinkling of an eye. The other girls scrambled over or walked around the fallen tree which had caused the accident.
“Are you all right, Jan?” Carol asked anxiously.
Janet ruefully inspected herself. “I guess I’m all here,” she acknowledged.
“I should have warned you about that tree,” Ricky said. “You’re really a good rider,” she added.
“Of course, ow—oooo—ouch!” With mingled exclamations Janet managed to get to her feet with Carol’s help. “And I wanted to show off!” she giggled. “How did the horse make out?”
“He is all right,” Valerie said.
“We got our signals mixed,” Janet continued laughingly. “He saw a green light and I a red one.”
“How are we going to get the horses back over the fallen tree?” Carol asked. “I don’t care to jump mine again.”
“I’ll jump them for you,” Ricky said promptly.