Broussard made no reply; he hoped that Anita would be a little frightened about him.
CHAPTER IX
THE REVEILLE
Half an hour after Colonel Fortescue and Broussard rode away, Anita, walking into her mother's room, said to Mrs. Fortescue:
"Mother, let us ride this afternoon. It is so gloriously clear and cold."
Mrs. Fortescue turned from the desk where she was writing and hesitated.
"I saw your father go off on Gamechick. You can ride Pretty Maid, but your father objects so much to my riding Birdseye."
"But there are plenty of mounts besides Birdseye," said Anita.
Mrs. Fortescue glanced out of the window at the winter landscape and shivered a little.