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Chapter 59

           "Oh,letherhavethebluevelvet.Ifitgetsdirty,we’llmakeheranotherone,"saidRhetteasily.

           SoBonniehadherbluevelvethabitwithaskirtthattraileddownthepony’ssideandablackhatwitharedplumeinit,becauseAuntMelly’sstoriesofJebStuart’splumehadappealedtoherimagination.OndaysthatwerebrightandclearthetwocouldbeseenridingdownPeachtreeStreet,Rhettreininginhisbigblackhorsetokeeppacewiththefatpony’sgait.Sometimestheywenttearingdownthequietroadsaboutthetown,scatteringchickensanddogsandchildren,BonniebeatingMr.Butlerwithhercrop,hertangledcurlsflying,RhettholdinginhishorsewithafirmhandthatshemightthinkMr.Butlerwaswinningtherace.

           Whenhehadassuredhimselfofherseat,herhands,herutterfearlessness,RhettdecidedthatthetimehadcomeforhertolearntomakethelowjumpsthatwerewithinthereachofMr.Butler’sshortlegs.Tothisend,hebuiltahurdleinthebackyardandpaidWash,oneofUnclePeter’ssmallnephews,twenty-fivecentsadaytoteachMr.Butlertojump.Hebeganwithabartwoinchesfromthegroundandgraduallyworkeduptheheighttoafoot.

           Thisarrangementmetwiththedisapprovalofthethreepartiesconcerned,Wash,Mr.ButlerandBonnie.Washwasafraidofhorsesandonlytheprincelysumofferedinducedhimtotakethestubbornponyoverthebardozensoftimesaday;Mr.

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