Therefore I will saddle thy little horse for thee myself, and--' 'No, no, my lord!' interrupted Dorothy.

'That _I_ can do.' 'So much the better for thee.

But I am no boor, fair damsel.

Then shalt thou mount and ride him forth, and Marquis thy mastiff shall see thee go from the yard.

Then will I mount the keep, and from that point of vantage look down upon the two courts, while Caspar goes to stand by thy dog.