National Velvet

A happy, happy holiday

And many, many weeks of play

And merry, merry things to do

In summertime

All right, children, dismissed.

Mother has a chicken for you!

See you next autumn, Miss Sims!

I'll try hard in mathematics

next term!

All of you be good, and I hope you have

the loveliest of holidays.

Goodbye, Jane.

Happy holiday, Helen.

And thank you all for the lovely gifts.

These flowers!

They're Jennifer's, aren't they?

Thank you, dear. And the pears...

...those are from the Brown girls.

Thank you, Malvolia.

- A beautiful holiday.

- Thank you, dear.

- And you, Edwina.

- Happy holiday.

Nail polish?

I only put it on this morning.

She's meeting a boy, Miss Sims.

Does your mother know?

Not yet, Miss Sims. But she will.

Goodbye, Miss Sims.

Goodbye, Velvet. And thank you.

Don't thank me for anything.

I ate my pear. I forgot.

It was a kind thought anyway, Velvet.

She's absent-minded.

She's always dreaming.

I know.

What do you dream about

hour after hour?

Things.

Why not follow

your sister Mally's example?

Even the last day of school,

she brought her grammar.

Oh, don't move! My canaries!

Don't step on Trilby!

I'll miss the Brown girls.

You had no right to.

I'm so furious I could shake you.

I only wanted

to explain about the polish.

So you told Miss Sims

I was meeting a boy.

It's a wonder you didn't tell her

who and where.

I didn't know where.

I'll buy crunchies. My treat.

No, thanks.

I could slip my plate out.

Put it back. Your teeth won't straighten

if you push it out all the time.

Hello, Mr. Hallam.

No more on tick.

- Take my books home.

- Mine, too.

You know, Mally's thoughtless.

That was Ted, wasn't it?

Aren't you meeting him?

At the Spinney at four o'clock.

But you didn't even say hello.

In public?

Undignified.

Strange. Not dignified to be polite

when you're in love.

Velvet, you're too young

to understand some things.

Have you ever felt

keen about anything?

- Oh, yes!

- Horses!

What does it feel like

to be in love with a horse?

- I lose my lunch.

- You're a child.

Here's where you feel it.

It skips a beat.

See you at supper.

Step out now.

Stop pulling at the bit!

I wouldn't canter that horse uphill.

I don't usually. I was hurrying.

- Where to?

- No place. Just hurrying.

Don't you have school?

Summer holidays started today.

Where should you be?

Any place my feet take me.

Is that Sewels there?

Is that where you're going?

- I live there. My father's the butcher.

- That's nice.

I have two sisters and a brother.

That makes it chummy.

What you got?

The whole world.

My pa left it to me, all of it.

Hungry?

Did I ask for anything?

No, thank you.

I didn't mean to be rough, but a fellow

gets tired of folks being sorry for him.

It's like Edwina said...

...it skipped a beat

instead of losing lunch.

Are you feeling all right?

Isn't he beautiful?

He's new. I'd never seen him before.

He's got lots of vinegar,

I'll grant you.

About 15.2...

...more nearer 16 hands, I'd say.

He's got speed.

Short back...

...well ribbed up.

He's a nice mover.

- He's loose.

- He made it! Did you see him?

Come back!

You'll get trampled on!

There. What a lovely boy he is.

Oh, you're a sweet one!

You're a plucky one, Velvet.

What's his name, Mr. Ede?

Name?

He's a murderous pirate,

not deserving of a name!

Oh, no, not Pirate.

He's a gentle one.

I'll just call him Pie.

You're a pretty one, Pie.

You didn't mean to run away.

You're a wizard, Velvet.

- May I ride him, Mr. Ede?

- This horse?

- Please, let me ride him.

- Not this horse.

He's wild as a hare.

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