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"Shure he could afford to pay you," answered John, "and that handsome."
"How far did you go, Jasper?" inquired his father.
"About eight miles, sir."
"Well, you must be tired and hungry. Come into the house, and the cook shall send you up some lunch."
"I am not in the least hungry, sir," said Gilbert. "We lunched at a hotel in the next town."
Jasper accompanied his father into the house, but Gilbert remained behind five minutes longer. John's good-natured anxiety for his safety had enlisted his good will, and he thought he would like to chat a while with him.
"You seem to be surprised at my coming home safe," he said.
"Yes, sir--shure I am. You're the only one I know that could manage the ugly brute, let alone a horse-tamer."
"But Jasper has ridden on him. Don't you think I can manage him as well as Jasper?"
"Mr. Jasper niver has ridden on Bucephalus."
"He told me he had," said Gilbert, in a tone of surprise.
"Shure, sir, you couldn't have understood him."
"Do you mean to say that he never rode on the horse?"
"No; and he wouldn't for a hundred dollars."
"What did he mean, then, by telling me he had done so?"
"Are you sure he told you so, Mr. Gilbert?"
"Yes; he said he had ridden Bucephalus, but not often, as he preferred his own horse."
"Then, savin' your presince, he told a lie, but you mustn't tell him I said so."
"I won't betray you; but I don't see why he should deceive me," said Gilbert, regarding the coachman with perplexity. "Did Mr. Grey ever ride on him?"
"No, sir, and he wouldn't. He'd be afraid of his life."
"Did you ever ride on him yourself, John?"
"Yes, sir, I did that same. I rid him once too often. Before I knew where I was I found myself lyin' in the road lookin' up to the stars, of which I saw plenty, though it was broad daylight."
"How long ago was that?"
"Two months ago, jist after we got him. I hain't been on his back since."
Gilbert now began to look serious. He was beginning to understand a little better how matters stood.
"I shouldn't think Mr. Grey or Jasper would have let me ride him if he was so dangerous," he said, after a pause.
"Nor I," said John. "Faith, they care less for your neck than their own, I'm thinkin'."
"It is lucky I am a good rider, or you might never have seen me again.
I conquered him, but it wasn't easy. Six months ago he would have conquered me."
"All's well that ends well," said John, philosophically. "He won't be up to any more of his tantrums when you are on his back, I'm thinkin'.
Horses have a good mimery, and they know their master."
"I shall not be afraid to ride him now. But I must go into the house."
Gilbert entered the house. He did not enter his uncle's presence at once, but went up to his room and seated himself thoughtfully at the window.
"Can it be that he meant to risk my life?" he said to himself. "I am in his way, I know, but is he capable of such a crime?"
He could not decide. He was not p.r.o.ne to think evil of others, yet he felt that it was necessary to be on his guard.
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"So he mastered Bucephalus," said James Grey, when alone with his son.
"He must be a splendid rider."
"I had no idea he was so used to horses," said Jasper. "He sat like a rock, and did not seem in the least frightened."
"I begin to think he is more dangerous than I at first supposed. Did he appear to suspect anything when the horse began to behave badly?"
"I don't think he did."
"He may be surprised that we should give him that horse when we don't ride it ourselves."
"He doesn't know that. He asked me if I ever rode Bucephalus, and I told him yes, but not often, as I preferred my own horse."
"That will do, if John doesn't undeceive him."
"John is a meddlesome fellow," said Jasper, in a tone of vexation. "He tried to persuade him not to ride Bucephalus."
"John makes a fool of himself. I am afraid he will arouse Gilbert's suspicions. If he does, we must do what we can to allay them."
"What shall you do now, father?" inquired Jasper.
"I have not decided. When I have, I may not tell you."