"Very well, Miss!" I exclaimed, concealing my joy under an angry countenance. "This is your last ride, till papa comes back. I'll not trust you over the threshold again, you naughty, naughty girl!"

'Well, Miss!' I exclaimed, concealing my joy with an angry face. 'This is your last ride, till papa comes back. I'll not trust you again, you naughty, naughty girl!'
