She was too happy to say anything, and she did not try.
It was about a minute after this, that the sober sorrel, who took no interest in what had occurred behind him, and a great deal of interest in his stable at home, started in an uncertain and hesitating way; and, finding that he was not checked, began to move onward.

Lawrence looked up from the little head upon his breast, and called out, "Whoa!" To this, however, the sorrel paid no attention.

Lawrence then put forth his right hand to grasp the reins, but having lately forgotten all about them, they had fallen out of the spring-wagon, and were now dragging upon the ground.

It was impossible for him to reach them, and so, seizing the whip, he endeavored with its aid to hook them up.

Failing in this, he was about to jump out and run to the horse's head; but, perceiving his intention, Annie seized his arm.
"Don't you do it!" she exclaimed.