Helga had perception enough to see that she had wounded Hardy in the
early part of the day and that he had not forgotten it. He said
nothing to her, but gave Fru Jensen his arm, and conducted them to the
Jensen's carriage, a heavy four-wheeled conveyance, arranged to carry
eight, by seats placed one after the other in a sort of four-wheeled
dogcart with a long body.
It had been a great desire of proprietor Jensen to have a dinner of a
public character after the races, but this it was found not
practicable to carry out within anything like a reasonable hour,
according to Danish notions, and the consequence was Herr Jensen had
to content himself with asking as many of his own friends and his
friends' friends as he could to his own Herregaard. He was in the best
possible humour. The races had gone off without a hitch, and every one
had congratulated him. He had been told he had made a great hit with
his Englishman, as the officers of the Danish cavalry regiment were
delighted with him. It was, however, positively necessary that the
worthy proprietor should return home to receive his friends.
"Where is the Englishman?" he inquired, as he came to the carriage.
"Here," said Hardy. "The ladies are waiting for you, and the carriage
is ready to start."
John Hardy was going to sit by the side of one of Herr Jensen's
daughters, but he would not have it. The proprietor must talk over the
races with Hardy, and he did, so volubly that Hardy could scarcely
understand him. "I never saw anything so smart as the way you took
those fences after passing the other horses! It was grand to see your
horse going easily over about a foot above them; and the way you came
in past the judges was splendid. I must say I did not like your
refusal to take the prize; it was only a cup that cost us about L5 of
your money, but it was the prize for all that, and was well won. If it
was the smallness of its value," said the worthy proprietor, carried
away by his enthusiasm, "I would give you a dozen such. They lost the
race at once by not taking the water jump and galloping their horses
through it without jumping it. I saw you were in a difficulty, but the
way you held your horse and took the water jump was good. I did like
the way also in which you spoke to the cavalry officers and letting
one of them ride your horse over one of the hurdle jumps, and so let
him see that they had been nowhere, and that you could have beaten
them at any point of the race. After all, I think you were right to
give up the cup with such a superior horse, but very few men would
have done it, but the way you did it is what has made such a good
impression. Come and stay with me as long as you like! There is a
little river through my property with trout in it, you may catch them
all if you like."
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