Captain Style, Riding-Master of the Queen's Greys, strict, kind-hearted martinet.
Salute, and explanations from the Rough-Riding Sergeant-Major.
Torrent of accusation and incoherent complaint and threat from the baited Muggins.
"Mount that horse," says the Riding-Master.
"I'll go to Clink first," gasps Muggins.

"I'll go to 'Ell first." "No.

_Afterwards,_" replies the Riding-Master and sends the Rough-Riding Corporal for the backboard--dread instrument of equestrian persuasion.
Muggins is forcibly mounted, put in the lunging ring and sent round and round till he throws himself off at full gallop and lies crying and sobbing like a child--utterly broken.
Riding-Master smiles, allows Muggins to grow calmer, accepts his apologies and promises, shows him he has had his Hell _after_, as promised, and that it is a better punishment than one that leaves him with a serious "crime" entry on his Defaulter's Sheet for life....
That vile and damning sheet that records the youthful peccadilloes and keeps it a life-long punishment after its own severe punishment....
To the Rough-Riding Sergeant-Major he quietly remarks: "No good non-com _makes_ crimes ...

and don't forget that the day of riding-school brutality is passing.

You can carry a man further than you can kick him." And the interrupted lesson continues.
"Sit _back_ and you can't come off.