You are a brave fellow! I can never forget this!" "Oh, pshaw!" said Ranald, awkwardly.

"You are better stuff than I am.
You came back with Bugle.

And I knew Liz could beat the pony whatever." Then they walked their horses quietly to the stable, and nothing more was said by either of them; but from that hour Ranald had a friend ready to offer life for him, though he did not know it then nor till years afterward..