Bane only laughed and made no attempt to detain Betty.

He rather indulged her caprices.
"Stop her!" cried Clarke.
"Betty, where are you goin' ?" said Wetzel, grabbing at Madcap's bridle.

But Betty was too quick for him.

She avoided the hunter, and with a saucy laugh she wheeled the fiery little pony and urged her over the bank.

Almost before any one could divine her purpose she had Madcap in the water up to her knees.
"Betty, stop!" cried Wetzel.
She paid no attention to his call.