"Put yer arms round 'is neck now--'e won't bite yer!" Bite him indeed! Jeremy felt, as he clutched the cool head and let his hand slide over the stiff black mane, that he knew more about that horse than his owner did.

He seemed to feel beneath him the horse's response to his clutching knees, the head seemed to rise for a moment and nod to him and the eyes to say: "It's all right.

I'll look after you.

I'll give you the best ride of your life!" He felt, indeed, that the gaze of the whole world was upon him, but he responded to it proudly, staring boldly around him as though he had been seated on merry-go-rounds all his days.

Perhaps some in the gaping crowd knew him and were saying: "Why, there's the Rev.Cole's kid--" Never mind; he was above scandal.