"We can go through the pasture and cut off a couple of miles," said Honey when they were mounted.

"I hope you don't think I'm crazy, wanting a ride at this time of day, after all the excitement we've had.

But every Sunday is taken up with horse-racing till late in the afternoon, and during the week no one has time to go.

And," she added with a sidelong look at him, "there's something about the Sinks that makes me love to go there.

Uncle Dave won't let me go alone." Bud dismounted to pull down the two top bars of the pasture gate so that their horses could step over.