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[Harriott Odear]

Lky as his coat.
"There was nothing to be afraid of, was there? And I think that
perhaps I was mistaken about you. I rather think you might be one of
those

daring boys that one reads about in stories. What about jumping on my
back for a little ride?"
Neville ceased
to stroke the white horse and drew back a little. "I'm afraid they'll
be expecting me home for dinner," he said. "I'm very pleased indeed
to have met you." Neville was always a polite little boy. "The very
thing!" cried the white horse. "Jump
on my back and I'll take you home. You liked stroking me, didn't
you? Well that's nothing to the ride
you will
enjoy--simply nothing.
Why, all the boldest riders in the world would give their ears just
for one little ride on my back. Now then! One,
two, three, and up you go!" Then before Neville quite knew what he
was doing, he made a little run and leapt up astride of the white
horse. "I live just over there,"

said Neville, pointing towards his home. But before he could say
"knife", or even "scissors" (supposing he had
wished
to say either of these words), the white horse laughed a nasty hollow
laugh, sprang upwards from the ground, and was soaring through the
air toward the dying sunset, right away from home and dinner. Neville
clung on tightly,
for he was so high above

the earth
tha
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