When one does, then the
Think-book swells to a great mountain and lifts him up above all the
world: then he sees where the stories come from, and how they get
into his head.--Are you to have a ride to-day?"
"I ride or not just as I like."
"Well, we will now do just as we both like, I hope, and it will be
two likes instead of one--that is, if we are true friends."
"We shall he true friends--that we shall!"
"How can that be--between a little boy like you, and a grown man
like me?"
"By me being good."
"By both of us being good--no other way. If one of us only was
good, we could never be true friends. I must be good as well as
you, else we shall never understand each other!"
"How kind you are, Mr. Grant! You treat me just like another one!"
said Davie.
"But we must not forget that I am the big one and you the little
one, and that we can't be the other one to each other except the
little one does what the big one tells him! That's the way to fit
into each other."
"Oh, of course!" answered Davie, as if there could not be two minds
about that.
CHAPTER XV.
HORSE AND MAN.
During the first day and the next, Donal did not even come in sight
of any other of the family; but on the third day, after their short
early school--for he seldom let Davie work till he was tired, and
never after--going with him through the stable-yard, they came upon
lord Forgue as he mounted his horse--a nervous, fiery, thin-skinned
thoroughbred.
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