"I never rode so fast in my life!" said Miss Stafford nervously, as they flew over the road. "Don't let us tip over."
"No, ma'am, I won't."
After a while Prince slackened his speed. It was rather a warm day, and he found that it was not quite so good fun running as he found it when he felt that his driver was frightened—now the least sign of fractiousness was instantly followed by a smart stroke of the whip.
"I believe you do understand horses," said Miss Stafford at length.
"It's my business to understand them," answered Robert.
"You ain't a—jockey, are you?" asked the lady.
"No; I have been a circus-rider."
"You don't say so!" ejaculated the lady. "You can't jump through hoops and all them things, can you?"
"Yes, ma'am."
"You are not with a circus now, are you?"