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He selected a clean place on the top rail carefully, and cast his eye over the little mob standing in groups about the enclosure a dozen stock horses; the big pair of greys that were used in the covered buggy or the express wagon; the brown ponies that Norah drove; his own mount Betty, and Wally's mare Nan; and then the aristocrats, Garryowen and, last of all, Bobs.
"I do think he loves it as much as I do!" she said, patting the pony's neck. "He's certainly as keen a pony as I ever saw," Mr. Linton said. "How are you going to manage without him, Norah?" Norah looked up, her eyes wide with astonishment. "Do without BOBS!" she exclaimed. "But I simply couldn't he's one of the family." Then her face fell suddenly, and the life died out of her voice.
Undeniably, his tailor was an artist. Nevertheless, she liked him better as she had seen him last, in his stained khaki and his well-worn shoes, bending over her hand in farewell, then taking The Nig's bridle from the waiting Kruger Bobs, to leap into the tarnished saddle, lift his hat and ride away out of sight.
I've only tagged him twice so far in all the time I've been trying, because he bobs around so fast. Come on, I'll get you before you tag me," he added, seeing that her prism hung from the ribbon on her neck. She did not wear it every day, but she had felt an especial need for its comforting this morning, and had put it on as she slowly dressed.
Away went Smarty Brownie to try. But the Phoebe would not sit still, and the Brownie came back saying: "He bobbed his tail so, the salt would not stay on." "Well," said the sly old Brownie, "there is a little Mouse-bird whose tail never bobs. You can easily catch him, for you see, he does not even fly, but crawls like a mouse up the tree," and he pointed to a little brown Creeper.
Ikkie now sits down with difficulty, and Bobs shows the white of his eye when she comes near him, which isn't more often than Ikkie can help And of such, in these troublous Ides of March, and April and May, is the kingdom of Chaddie McKail! Tuesday the Second I may as well begin at the beginning, I suppose, so as to get the whole thing straight.
And I did remember him, and knew his mother well enough to believe it all; for she did not chant his praises to organ music, but rather hummed them to the banjo; and one felt that her own demure humour, so signal and so permanent a charm in Catherine, would have been the saving of half-a-dozen Bobs. "And yet," she wound up at her starting-point, "it's about poor old Bob I want to speak to you!"
"Not he!" said her brother, grinning. "But we've got to get out of this jolly soon hurry your old crock, Norah!" Norah's indignant heel smote Bobs, and they raced neck and neck for a moment. They swung out of the trees just in time, the plain clear for home before them. Almost simultaneously, the storm broke.
He was eagerly telling them that Bobs should have his undercoat, Jimmie his hat; they must take his gloves to Jane, and there was nothing left for Sam but his stockings and shoes, but he gave them all willingly. He seemed to see no reason why he could not travel hatless and coatless, bare of foot and hand, for had he not gone that way through all the years of his existence?
I wonder what the fair Lady Alicia intends doing about getting her crop off. Sing Lo will scarcely be the man to master that problem.... The Lord knows I'm busy enough, but I seem to be eternally waiting for something. I wonder if every woman's life has a larval period like this? I've my children and Bobs. Over my heart, all day long, should flow a deep and steady current of love.
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