He went and got his hat, and, meeting the dogs, got such a wild welcome from them that he forgot all about Bronsewing.

Soon his father saw him merrily crossing the paddock with the whole kennel of the establishment, Kangaroo dogs, cattle dogs, and colleys, barking joyously around him.
"There's a good lesson manfully learnt, Doctor," said the Major; "he has learnt to sacrifice his will to mine without argument, because he knows I have always a reason for things.

I want that boy to ride as little as possible, but he has earned an exception in his favour to-day .-- Jerry!" (After a few calls the stableman appeared.) "Put Mr.
Samuel's saddle on Bronsewing, and mine on Ricochette, and bring them round." So Sam, walking cheerily forward singing, under the light and shadow of the old forest, surrounded by his dogs, hears horses' feet behind him, and looking back sees his father riding and leading Bronsewing saddled.
"Jump up, my boy," said the Major; "Cecil shall see what Bronsewing is like, and how well you can sit him.

The reason I altered my mind was that I might reward you for acting like a man, and not arguing.

Now, I don't want you to ride much yet for a few years.