In fact, she liked it, at least on one side.
"Oh, I couldn't think of letting her go," she replied, "after all the trouble you have had in catching her.

The gate is open, and in a minute she would be out in the field again.

If she will only make a few steps forward, I am sure I can hold her until you come out.

If you would draw me in a little bit, Mr.Haverley, perhaps she would follow." Ralph did not in the least object to hold the smoothly gloved little hand in his own, but he was really afraid that the girl would be hurt, if she persisted in this attempt to make a halter of herself.

If he released his hold, he was sure she would be jerked face forward into the mire, or at least be obliged to step into it; and as for the mare, it was plain to be seen that she did not intend to come any nearer the shed.