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“But you beat him,- and he didn’t deserve it.” “O, well, it may go for some time when he does, and don’t get it. A few cuts never come amiss with Dodo,- he’s a regular spirit, I can tell you; but I won’t beat him again before you, if it troubles you.” Eva was not satisfied, but found it in vain to try to make her handsome cousin understand her feelings. Dodo soon appeared, with the horses. “Well, Dodo, you’ve done pretty well, this time,” said his young master, with a more gracious air. “Come, now, and hold Miss Eva’s horse, while I put her on to the saddle.” Dodo came and stood by Eva’s pony. His face was troubled; his eyes looked as if he had been crying. Henrique, who valued himself on his gentlemanly adroitness in all manners of gallantry, soon had his fair cousin in the saddle, and, gathering the reins, placed them in her hands. But Eva bent to the other side of the horse, where Dodo was standing, and said, as he relinquished the reins,- “That’s a good boy, Dodo;- thank you!” Dodo looked up in amazement into the sweet young face; the blood rushed to his cheeks, and the tears to his eyes. |
