The other morning, I don't know how it happened, I was going in the way from which she was coming, and that little beast--they call him Doss--began to bark when he saw me--he always does, the little wretch--and the horses began to spring, and kicked the splashboard all to pieces.

It was a sight to see Jemima! She has got the littlest hands I ever saw--I could hold them both in one of mine, and not know that I'd got anything except that they were so soft; but she held those horses in as though they were made of iron.
When I wanted to help her she said, 'No thank you: I can manage them myself.

I've got a pair of bits that would break their jaws if I used them well,' and she laughed and drove away.

It's so unwomanly.
"Tell father my hire of the ground will not be out for six months, and before that Em and I will be married.

My pair of birds is breeding now, but I haven't been down to see them for three days.