On the Bright Shore
The rider and the horse disappeared at a slow gallop along the turn of the road.
"He rides very well," said De Sinten; "but he will spoil my horse's feet. There is no road here for riding."
"The horse has turned out perfectly gentle," said Pani Elzen.
"I am greatly pleased at this, for here an accident happens easily—and I was a little afraid."
On his face, however, there was a certain concern; first, because what he had said about the horse's stubbornness at mounting seemed like untruth, and, second, because there existed a secret dislike between him and Svirski. De Sinten had not, it is true, at any time serious designs touching Pani Elzen; but he would have preferred that no one should oppose him in such designs as he had. Besides, some weeks before, he and Svirski had engaged in a rather lively talk. De Sinten, who was an irrepressible aristocrat, had declared, during a dinner at Pani Elzen's, that to his thinking man begins only at the baron. To this Svirski,
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