Answer:
Both boys agree that Paul’s punishment is worse than they thought it would be.
Step-by-step explanation:
It wasn't until the next day I saw Mitchell again. "You get a whippin' for ridin' that stallion?" he asked as I made my way through the woods toward the creek.
I shook my head. "No. Just can't ride Ghost Wind anymore."
Mitchell glanced sideways at me, almost as if he felt bad about my predicament. "That bad as a whippin'?"
"Worse."
He shrugged. "Maybe so. Whippin', I s'pose, you get it over and done wit'."
"That's how I see it," I said, and started away.
"Ey, Paul!" Mitchell called after me. "Anyways, you still get t' ride your own horse, that Appaloosa. So not ridin' Ghost Wind, that ain't so bad."
I turned and looked back at him "No . . . don't get to ride him either, or any other horse . . . not 'til my daddy says I can. He was plenty mad."