"But you'll learn," she said.

"Will you help me?"

"Yes."

"Tell me when I say things wrong?"

"Yes."

"Where'm I goin' to see you?"

Margaret shook her head thoughtfully: then the reason for her speaking first
to Chad came out.

"Papa and I saw you on Sunday, and papa said you must be very strong as well
as brave, and that you knew something about horses. Harry told us who you
were when papa described you, and then I remembered. Papa told Harry to bring
you to see us. And you must come," she said, decisively.

They had reached the turnstile at the campus again.

"Have you had any more tournaments?" asked Margaret.

"No," said Chad, apprehensively.

"Do you remember the last thing I said to you?"

"I rickollect that better'n anything," said Chad.