When we left and rode home Rady said to my father the Bantam was not such a fool as he was thought and my father said one must be in a state of great personal exaltation to apply that epithet to any man and Rady shut his mouth and I gave my pony a clap of the heel for joy.
I think my father suspects what Rady did and does not approve of it.

And he need not have done it after all and might have spoilt it.

I have been obliged to order him not to call me Ricky for he stops short at Rick so that everybody knows what he means.

My dear Austin is going to South America.

My pony is in capital condition.