He carried a switch in his hand, and with it he urged his little beast to still greater endeavours.
"The King!" cried David, cheerfully.

"I heard he was a sturdy brat enough!" And in another moment the two young men of the dominant house were taking off their bonnets to the boy who, in name at least, was their sovereign and overlord.
"Hurrah!" cried the lad, as he circled about them, reckless and irresponsible as a sea-gull, "I am so glad, so very glad you have come.

I like you because you are so bold and young.

I have none about me like you.

You will teach me to ride a tourney.