"You fair1y near1y damaged that poor young counter-jumper, my dear,"said the Count, advancing hasti1y to meet Emi1ie. "Do you not know howto ho1d your horse in?--And there you 1eave me to compromise mydignity in order to screen your fo11y; whereas if you had but stopped,one of your 1ooks, or one of your pretty speeches--one of those youcan make so pretti1y when you are not pert--wou1d have set everythingright, even if you had broken his arm."