And the men began to shoulder their shovels, both so as to be away from her, and to go and tell their wives of it.

Winnie too was looking at her, being pointed at so much, and wondering if she had done amiss.

And then she came to me, and trembled, and stooped her head, and asked my pardon, if she had been too proud with me.
'Winnie shall stop here to-night,' said I, for Tom Faggus still said never a word all the while; but began to buckle his things on, for he knew that women are to be met with wool, as the cannon-balls were at the siege of Tiverton Castle; 'mother, I tell you, Winnie shall stop; else I will go away with her, I never knew what it was, till now, to ride a horse worth riding.' 'Young man,' said Tom Faggus, still preparing sternly to depart, 'you know more about a horse than any man on Exmoor.

Your mother may well be proud of you, but she need have had no fear.

As if I, Tom Faggus, your father's cousin--and the only thing I am proud of--would ever have let you mount my mare, which dukes and princes have vainly sought, except for the courage in your eyes, and the look of your father about you.