Chapter FourRed Flag sailed over the small jump and Bettine drew him up beside Nolita.
“Very good!” Nolita exclaimed, “You did that splendidly!”
Bettine’s eyes were shining.
“Did I really?” she asked. “You are not just saying it?”
“I never say things that are not true, especially where it concerns horses,” Nolita answered. “You are getting better every day.”
This was the third morning that they had gone out early and Nolita had found that Bettine could ride quite well, except that she had not been taught how to sit on a horse properly or guide him as she should.
She realised that she had found a new interest for the child and every day Bettine was more and more anxious to rush to the stables as soon as they had finished breakfast.
She was changing in her behaviour very perceptibly a
