I was very hot.

The doctor came out with his riding-whip.

"You need not take that, sir," said John; "Black Beauty will go till he drops.

Take care of him, sir, if you can; I should not like any harm to come to him." "No, no, John," said the doctor, "I hope not," and in a minute we had left John far behind.
[Illustration] I will not tell about our way back.

The doctor was a heavier man than John, and not so good a rider; however, I did my very best.