Bob had been brought out
to Saturday luncheon, and as soon as he had heard about the Oklahoma
trip and announced his own plans, Louise insisted that Betty was to
have a lesson in riding.
"Of course you'll want to ride out West," she said. "They all do in
pictures. Come on out to the barn, and we'll get the ponies out."
A stable boy brought out a gentle, coal-black pony, and Betty
mounted him trustingly.
"Why, it's lovely!" cried Betty, enjoying the sensation to the full.
"He goes like a rocking chair, bless his heart! I'm sure I can learn
to ride."
"Of course you can!" Bobby encouraged her swiftly. "You must try him
at a slow canter in a minute. Here comes Esther with the camera."
A picture of Betty was taken, and then the lesson was resumed. At
the close of the afternoon Bobby announced that Betty was in a fair
way to become a good horsewoman.
Mr. and Mrs. Littell took them into Washington to the theater that
night, and to make up the hours of lost sleep all the young people
slept late the next morning.
Instead of going into Washington to church, they all went to the
little country church that Mrs. Littell attended and loved, and after
the service they spent a quiet, pleasant day about the house and
grounds of Fairfields.
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