"You'll ruin your ankle!" Lawrence could not but admit to himself that he was not in condition to execute any feats of agility, and he also felt that Annie had a very charming way of holding fast to his arm, as if she had a right to keep him out of danger.

And now the sorrel broke into the jog-trot which was his usual pace.

"It is very provoking," said Lawrence, "I don't think I ever allowed myself to drop the reins before." "It doesn't make the slightest difference," said Annie, comfortingly.
"This old horse knows the road perfectly well, and he doesn't need a bit of driving.

He will take us home just as safely as if you held the reins, and now don't you try to get them, for you will only hurt yourself." "Very well," said Lawrence, putting his arm around her again, "I am resigned.

But I think you are very brave to sit so quiet and composed, under the circumstances." She looked at him with a smile.