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teacher's glance falls on the society young lady 

 and he bids her keep her right shoulder back. 

 " You told me that before," she says, rather 

 more crisply than is prescribed by any of the 

 manuals of etiquette which constitute her sole 

 library. 



" Then why don't you do it ? " is his answer. 

 " Keep your left shoulder forward," he says a 

 moment later, whereupon the society young 

 lady turns to the right, and plants herself in the 

 centre of the ring with as much dignity as is 

 possible, considering that her horse, not having 

 been properly stopped, and feeling the nervous 

 movements of her hands, moves now one leg 

 and now another, now draws his head down 

 pulling her forward on the pommel, and gener- 

 ally disturbs the beautiful repose of manner 

 upon which she prides herself. 



" You are tired ? No ? Frightened ? Your 

 stirrup is too short ? You are not comfort- 

 able?' demands the teacher, riding up beside 

 her. " Is there anything which you would like 

 to have me do ? " 



" I don't like to be told to do two things at 

 once," she responds in a tone which should be 



