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three distracted hens had not scuttled across the road with a great
squawking, which caused Barkis to shy and stop so suddenly that
his careless rider landed in an ignominious heap just under old
Sorrel's astonished nose.
Rose was up again before Dr. Alec was out of the carryall, and
threw two dusty arms about his neck crying with a breathless voice
"O uncle, I'm so glad to see you! It is better than a cart-load of
goodies, and so dear of you to come!"
"But aren't you hurt, child! That was a rough tumble, and I'm afraid
you must be damaged somewhere," answered the Doctor, full of
fond anxiety, as he surveyed his girl with pride.
"My feelings are hurt, but my bones are all safe. It's too bad! I was
going to do it so nicely, and those stupid hens spoilt it all," said
Rose, quite crestfallen, as well as much shaken.
"I couldn't believe my eyes when I asked 'Where is Rose?' and Mac
pointed to the little Amazon pelting down the hill at such a rate.
You couldn't have done anything that would please me more, and
I'm delighted to see how well you ride. Now, will you mount again,
or shall we turn Mac out and take you in?" asked Dr. Alec, as Aunt
Jessie proposed a start, for the others were beckoning them to
"Pride goeth before a fall better not try to show off again, ma'am,"
said Mac, who would have been more than mortal if he had
refrained from teasing when so good a chance offered.
"Pride does go before a fall, but I wonder if a sprained ankle
always comes after it?" thought Rose, bravely concealing her pain,
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