IC RACECOURSE AND COVERT SIDE. 



I was debating ways and means when we 

 reached the house and trotted into the stable- 

 yard. 



''Your master back?" I asked the groom 

 who came to take my horse. 



"Yes, sir; he came home early," the lad 

 answered ; and I proceeded to the house, where, 

 in the drawing-room, was Greenwood, reclining 

 in an easy chair, his wife looking on with 

 affectionate solicitude, and her sister Ethel also 

 watching tenderly. 



" Where did you get to ? I've been expect- 

 ing you to turn up all day ! " I exclaimed. 



Greenwood smiled rather faintly. 



" I had a bit of a spill Oh, it's nothing ; 



I'm not hurt," he said. " Just shaken, you 

 know." 



"But how was it?" I inquired. "I'm so 

 sorry ; for it doesn't seem fair for me to have had 

 such good fun by myself. How did it happen ? 

 You were riding an old favourite, too, were not 

 you?" 



"Well — I hadn't my own saddle, and in the 

 hurry of getting off, as we were late, you know, 

 I was careless, I suppose. I didn't remember 

 what I was on, and he was in a bad temper — I 

 never knew him so before : it amazed me — but 

 he got away and overjumped himself, and down 



