together.

"Fanny," said Bob Damer, riding up to her, "mamma wants you; so toddle
back."

"Mamma wants me! What can she want me for now?" said Fanny, with a
look of anything but filial duty in her face.

"To protect her from Miss Dawkins, I think. She wants you to ride at
her side, so that Dawkins mayn't get at her. Now, Mr. Ingram, I'll bet
you hall-a-crown I'm at the top of the big Pyramid before you."

Poor Fanny! She obeyed, however; doubtless feeling that it would not
do as yet to show too plainly that she preferred Mr. Ingram to her
mother. She arrested her donkey, therefore, till Mrs. Damer overtook
her; and Mr. Ingram, as he paused for a moment with her while she did
so, fell into the hands of Miss Dawkins.

"I cannot think, Fanny, how you get on so quick," said Mrs. Damer.
"I'm always last; but then my donkey is such a very nasty one. Look
there, now; he's always trying to get me off."

"We shall soon be at the Pyramids now, mamma."

"How on earth I am ever to get back again I cannot think. I am so
tired now that I can hardly sit."

"You'll be better, mamma, when you get your luncheon and a glass of
wine."