Oh! Curse it all! I tell you plain
I’ll never let you ride again.”
Moral
His father died when he was twenty,
And left three horses—which is plenty.
“Pigtails
Ltd.”
Walter de la Mare
How such an odd and curious notion had ever come into Miss Rawlings’s mind, not even Miss Rawlings herself could have said. When had it come? She could not answer even that question either. It had simply stolen in little by little like a beam of sunshine into a large room.