But if I see a lot of Irish lads leaping over hurdles
on splendid horses, I shall do something out-
rageous, I know."

"What do you think it will be ?" queried Robe-
son, amusedly listening to this expression of
caution, for Diantha had forgotten to whisper.
" I can't tell — I never can. But if a rider should
be thrown, and his mount go galloping off over the
field, I know I never could resist running after
him — the animal, not the owner."

"The fact that you will be wearing your most
ravishing frock at the time, high-heeled shoes, a
gorgeous hat, and carrying a frilled pink parasol,
may mercifully tend to prevent your catching him,"
he suggested.
" Since I don't wear very high-heeled shoes, nor
ever carried a parasol in my life, there'll be nothing
except the frock and hat to prevent. I shall wear



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my travelling clothes, and pin my hat on with
three extra hat-pins," declared the girl.
