CHAPTER THREEYolanda did not see her stepfather again until it was teatime.
She had ridden again, this time on one of the other horses, which was a particularly good jumper.
She sailed over all the jumps in the paddock.
Then she had a discussion with the Head Groom asking him to put up some more difficult jumps.
“I’ll ’ave to ask the Master,” he said.
“Of course,” Yolanda replied. “But he did agree with me that we need some more when I spoke with him over luncheon.”
“I’ll get busy on ’em right away, my Lady.”
Yolanda took her horse over the same jumps again.
She could not help thinking it would be exciting if she had someone to ride with her – someone young whom she could race and compete with over the jumps.
Then she thought that she was asking too much.
It was just a miracle t
