Is his pony much hurt ?" "Oh, never mind the pony," cried Ralph, taking her hand.

"Here, let me help you to Master Rayburn's." "But I do mind about the pony," cried the girl angrily.

"It doesn't matter about me.

Do you think he has broken his knees, or his legs ?" "It does not seem like it," said Ralph, smiling.

"Look, he is browsing on the thick grass down there." "Is--is my face much scratched ?" "Hardly at all," said Ralph.
"Then thank you so for stopping him; I was so frightened.