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8 voice as he says this. It was then a mistake of mine to have supposed him unaware of the nature of his strength. Knowledge of one's strong points makes for happiness; he is enviable.

Now he takes up some pine-cones, with which he pelts his horse playfully. It begins to kick and stamp. Instead of teasing the poor brute to no purpose, he ought (I say) to take one of the trees for his mark; and with that I go up to the horse. It gives me a distrustful look out of its beautiful eyes, while I stroke and pat its neck.

"Miss Janina, do not go so near my beast; it may hurt you."

"You were not afraid when it was but now standing close to my head," I reply laughingly.

"But I was holding it in then," he mutters between his set teeth.

Up he comes, stretching out his hand to pull me away by force; but I flash him a quick glance of surprise, and at once he is subdued.

"I beg you," he says in a voice half-strangled with emotion, "I beg you to let me kiss your hand."