Cleopatra 



''Whenever I hear the hounds, you know, my 

 blood gets up and I can't get enough," I repHed 

 loftily. **Royal sport, wasn't it?" 



"You bet. Cleopatra's a great mare. I knew 

 she'd give you a good ride," Rawdon said. 



"The greatest ever," I answered. 



"You can ride her next time." 



"Don't mention it," I returned absent-mind- 

 edly. 



Rawdon looked surprised. "Anyhow," he said, 

 "I'm glad you enjoyed yourself. You know, I 

 thought you might be a bit shaky at first. Any 

 number are." 



I laughed heartily at the idea. 



"Not with Cleopatra," I replied fatuously. 



"By Jove, that's so," cried Rawdon, pleased. 

 "She's a little ball of fire, Cleopatra is, a little ball 

 of fire." 



And I think he struck it just right. Cleopatra 

 is a little ball of fire. 



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