"Kick away just as you please, my young savage," said that gentleman,
"and don't mind this stuff from Roundjacket, who don't know civilized
from Indian character. Do just as you choose."

"May I?" said Verty.

"Am I to repeat everything?"

"Well, sir, I choose to have a holiday this morning."

"Hum!"

"You said I might do as I wanted to, and I want to go and take a
ride."

"Well, go then--much of a lawyer you'll ever make."

Verty laughed, and turning towards Longears, called him. But Longears
hesitated--looking with the most profound astonishment at his master.

"He don't know me!" said the young man, laughing; "I don't think he'll
hunt if I wear these, sir."

But Mr. Rushton had retired, and Verty only heard a door slam.

He rose.

"I'm going to see Redbud, Mr. Roundjacket," he said, "and I think
she'll like my dress--good-bye."