He has followed me to the village, and he always wants to go fishing with me.

He's four years old now, so he ought to get over those coltish ways.

I've driven him a good deal.

We're going out in the buggy this afternoon, will you come ?" "Where are you going ?" asked Miss Laura.
"Just for a short drive back of the river, to collect some money for father.

I'll be home long before tea time." "Yes, I should like to go," said Miss Laura "I shall go to the house and get my other hat." "Come on, Fleetfoot," said Mr.Harry.And he led the way from the pasture, the colt following behind with me.