“Father—he said, ‘Send Bluefeather back to the stables.’”
“Then, Ralph?—and was that all?” asked Harriet.
“’Course,” said Ralph. “Father don’t question ’less at something very naughty.”
“Oh,” answered Harriet. After a pause, she said: “He didn’t ask you which of your school-mothers?”
“No,” said Ralph. “Think he guessed, though.”
“Did your father go with the others to the sea-shore?”
“Oh, yes: he went in the governess cart. He drove the donkey that drew the governess cart his own self.”
“You must have been very sorry to give up your fun,” said Harriet.
“’Course,” said Ralph.
“But you did it for me?”