“We shall be all right, Jackson,” she replied and she and Felicity rode off along their usual route across the Park.
“Are we going to have another race this morning?” Felicity asked.
“Yes, of course,” Atayla replied, “but this time I will give you a little more of a start than I gave you yesterday.”
As she spoke, she remembered that she had great difficulty in holding back Rollo so as to allow the race to end in a dead heat.
“Today Dragonfly and I are going to win!” Felicity asserted firmly.
They reached the meadowland and were just getting into place when Atayla looked round and saw that they were not alone.
The Earl was coming through the wood on his favourite stallion.
Felicity saw him and gave a little cry.
“Come and join us, Papa!” she called out. “I am racing Miss Lindsay and
