"I was afraid at first that it might hinder the good of your ride, if I went; but Dr. Harrison said no; and he put it so that at last I said I would. But I am afraid of it still."
"How did he put it?"
"I don't know," said Faith half laughing;—"in a way that left me no excuse; as if he thought it would be more pleasure both to you and to him, to have me along."
"Miss Faith, if you go, you must give me leave to keep very near you. I trust my own care better than Dr. Harrison's. You will understand why I do it?" Faith did not understand very well.
"I supposed of course, Mr. Linden, you would be very near! I knew mother would not let me go to ride with Dr. Harrison, but with you I thought she would not be afraid."
He looked at her a little doubtfully—as if he wanted to say something; but whatever it might be, it was not what he did say,—a quiet
"I will try and take care of you. Miss Faith." Which words were afterwards enlarged upon.
"Miss Faith, may I trust that you will not fall behind my 'fleet' horse to-morrow?"
"Do you mean, if he goes very fast?" said Faith, with questioning eyes.
"His speed shall not put you to any inconvenience. Indeed it may chance that he will be obliged to go slower than you like,—in which case, Miss Faith, I hope your liking will change."