"You know the high five rail fence between Eaton Manor and the Mallery plantation?"
"What," roared the Colonel, a great light breaking through his consciousness. "You don't mean to tell me that Margaret tried to jump that fence?"
"I tried to stop her, Uncle. I really did with all my might."
"Well, young man, you might as well tell me. Are they both dead?"
"No," replied Halsey. "Margaret is all right, but I guess the mare is done for."
"Well, by the great jumping horned spoon! What will you young folks do next? Lead the way, boy. We must hurry."
It was a rather sorrowful and disturbed hunting party that cantered back across the fields to the scene of the disaster. Halsey led the way on the stallion who now behaved like a steady-going old hunter.
They found Peggy and the mare lying on the ground just where they had fallen in a sorry heap. The girl had her arms about the neck of the beautiful horse, and
