And a skin like snow and peaches!--she's sound to the core.

I've had her exercised and groomed and hardened and trained from the very beginning--every inch of her minutely cared for exactly like my own babies.

I've done my best," she concluded with a satisfied sigh, and dropped into a chair beside her brother.
"Thoroughbred," commented Selwyn, "to be turned out to-night.

Is she bridle-wise and intelligent ?" "More than sufficiently.

That's one trouble--she's had, at times, a depressing, sponge-like desire for absorbing all sorts of irrelevant things that no girl ought to concern herself with.