But I would like to know how he found out.

You see," triumphantly, "he believed that there is one." She shook the rein, for the sleek mare was nozzling her shoulder and pawing slightly, "Let us be off." She put her small booted foot on his palm and vaulted into the saddle, and he swung on to his mount.

He stuffed his cap into a pocket, for he was no fair-weather horseman, but loved the tingle of the wind rushing through his hair; and the two cantered down the clear sandy road.
"_En avant_!" she cried joyously, with a light stroke of her whip.
For half a mile they ran and drew in at the fork in the road.
Exhilaration was in the eyes of both of them.
"There's nothing equal to it.

You feel alive.

And off there," with a wave of the whip toward the sea, "off there lies our fortunes.