And then her pluck was so good! And
then she had four thousand a year! "Now for the gap; don't be in a hurry.
You first, and I'll follow you to keep off these two men. Keep to the
left, where the other horses have been." On they went, and Lizzie was in
heaven. She could not quite understand her feelings, because it had come
to that with her that to save her life she could not have spoken a word.
And yet she was not only happy but comfortable. The leaping was
delightful, and her horse galloped with her as though his pleasure was as
great as her own. She thought that she was getting nearer to Lucinda. For
her, in her heart, Lucinda was the quarry. If she could only pass Lucinda!
That there were any hounds she had altogether forgotten. She only knew
that two or three men were leading the way, of whom her cousin Frank was
one, that Lucinda Roanoke was following them closely, and that she was
gaining upon Lucinda Roanoke. She knew she was gaining a little, because
she could see now how well and squarely Lucinda sat upon her horse. As for
herself, she feared that she was rolling; but she need not have feared.
She was so small, and lithe, and light, that her body adapted itself
naturally to the pace of her horse.
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