49/66 The bench was partly obscured from the dancers by masses of autumn leaves. "That was a very pleasant dance," said Alfred. "I almost killed myself in that race for the bottle this morning. I never saw such logs and brush heaps and ditches in my life. I am sure that if the fever of recklessness which seemed in the air had not suddenly seized me I would never have put my horse at such leaps." "I heard my brother say your horse was one of the best he had ever seen, and that you rode superbly," murmured Betty. |