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32 A Horse Fair

           

           “Iwishyouluckwithhim.”

           “Thankyou,governor,”andherodeon.Wesoonturneduponeofthesidestreets,andabouthalfwayupthatweturnedintoaverynarrowstreet,withratherpoor-lookinghousesononeside,andwhatseemedtobecoach-housesandstablesontheother.

           Myownerpulledupatoneofthehousesandwhistled.Thedoorflewopen,andayoungwoman,followedbyalittlegirlandboy,ranout.Therewasaverylivelygreetingasmyriderdismounted.

           “Now,then,Harry,myboy,openthegates,andmotherwillbringusthelantern.”

           Thenextminutetheywereallstandingroundmeinasmallstable-yard.

           “Ishegentle,father?”

           “Yes,Dolly,asgentleasyourownkitten;comeandpathim.”

           Atoncethelittlehandwaspattingaboutallovermyshoulderwithoutfear.Howgooditfelt!

           “Letmegethimabranmashwhileyourubhimdown,”saidthemother.

           “Do,Polly,it’sjustwhathewants;andIknowyou’vegotabeautifulmashreadyforme.”

           “Sausagedumplingandappleturnover!”shoutedtheboy,whichsetthemalllaughing.Iwasledintoacomfortable,clean-smellingstall,withplentyofdrystraw,andafteracapitalsupperIlaydown,thinkingIwasgoingtobehappy.

           

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