“You can ride?” said Lufa, with pleased surprise.
“Why not?” returned Walter. “Every Englishman should ride.”
“Yes; every Englishman should swim; but Englishmen are drowned every day!”
“That is as often because they can swim, but have not Mr. Sefton’s prudence.”
“You mustn’t think my cousin afraid of Red Racket!” she returned.
“I don’t. He doesn’t look like it!”
“Do you really wish to ride the roan?”
“Indeed I do!”
“I will order him round,” she said, rising.
Walter did not quite enjoy her consenting so easily; had she no fear for him of the risk Mr. Sefton would not run?