"Any thing you please."
"Come on, then."
She touched her horse with the whip, and they set forward at full speed. Fanny, who was by far the better mounted, soon gained the day.
"Rein up," cried Morton, as they came near the party, "or your horse will startle the others."
Fanny drew the curb, but not quite successfully; and her rapid arrival produced some commotion. Stubb's horse, in particular, began to prance and curvet in a manner which greatly disturbed his rider's equanimity.
"Whoa! Whoa, boy!" said Stubb. "Steady, now! steady, sir! Whoa!"
Fanny's eyes twinkled with malicious delight. She had a great contempt for Stubb, who, on his part, was mortally afraid of her.
"That's a good horse of yours," pushing close to his side.
"Yes, a very fine horse, indeed. Steady, boy! Steady, now!"
"A capital horse; but he needs a spirited hand like yours to manage him."