Jacko followed him, rushing his horse at the leap, losing his seat and almost falling over the animal's shoulders as he came to the ground.

"My word!" said Jacko, just saving himself by a scramble; "who ever saw the like of that ?" "Why don't you sit in your saddle, you stupid young duffer ?" "Sit in my saddle! Why don't he jump proper?
Well, you go on.

I don't know that I'm a duffer.

Duffer, indeed! My word!" Heathcote had turned to the left, leaving the track, which was, indeed, the main road toward the nearest town and the coast, and was now pushing on through the forest with no pathway at all to guide him.

To ordinary eyes the attempt to steer any course would have been hopeless.