31/31 He wasn't twenty yards behind me when he shouted: "'Stop, or I fire!' "I pulled straight up and, as he came up to me, let fly at him. He tumbled off his horse, and I galloped off till I got here." "What has become of your horse, I wonder ?" "I gave him a cut with my whip, as I jumped off. He cantered away. I will ride Caister's spare horse, now." For Jim, with one of the hands, had gone out to fetch in the two horses from the spot where they had been turned loose.. |