Will you tell Mr. French when he comes home what an old puddin' head he's got to look after his horses? The man ought to be kicked out!"
"I shall hardly venture to complain to Mr. French about his servants," said Deena.
"You might be good-natured," he urged; "here's the whole autumn gone without my getting any riding, and Mr. French would do anything you asked--"
"It is time for you to go to school," said Deena, shortly.
"No, it isn't; not for three minutes yet," he contradicted.
"'Tenny rate, I don't mean to be early this morning-it's jography, and I don't know my lesson; but I do think you might speak about the horse, Deena; I never get a bit of sport worth countin'"-this in a high, grumbling minor. "There was Ben; he had his automobile here the whole summer, and never offered it to me once! The fellows all think it was awfully mean-I had promised to take them out in it, and it made me feel deuced cheap, I can tell you. The idea of using a machine like that just to air a kid every day! I guess it pumped it full of wind, anyhow-that's one comfort.
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