They passed on down the winding carriage-drive, out upon the main street, and then she turned, waved her handkerchief to Mr.Muir, and with her companion galloped away.
Several of Mr.Muir's acquaintances came forward, offering congratulations, which he accepted with his quiet smile, and then went up to reassure his wife, who, in spite of her words to the contrary, had kept her eyes fastened upon Madge as long as she was in sight.
"Well," she exclaimed, "did you ever see anything equal to that ?" "No," said her husband, "but I have seen nothing wonderful or unnatural; she did not do a thing that she had not been trained and taught to do, and all her acts were familiar by much usage." "I think she's a prodigy," exclaimed Mrs.Muir.
"Nothing of the kind.

She is a handsome girl, with good abilities, who has had the sense to make the most and best of herself instead of dawdling." After an easy gallop of a mile, in which Madge showed complete power to keep her horse from breaking into a mad run, she drew rein and looked at Graydon with a smile.

He took off his hat and bowed, laughingly.
"Oh, Graydon," she said, "it was nice of you to let me have my own way!" "I didn't do it very graciously.

I have seldom been more worried in my life." "I'm glad you were a little worried," she said.

"It recalls your look and tone at the time of our parting, when you said, 'Oh, Madge, do get well and strong!' Haven't I complied with your wish ?" "Had my wish anything to do with your compliance ?" "Why not ?" "What an idiot I've been! I fear I have been misjudging you absurdly.
I've had no end of ridiculous thoughts and theories about you." "Indeed! Apparently I had slight place in your thoughts at all, but I made great allowances for a man in your condition." "That was kind, but you were mistaken.