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Updated: May 2, 2025
In the stable yard, Claib, his good-humored face all aglow with pride, is exercising the fiery Rocket, who arches his neck as proudly as of old, and dances mincingly around, while Lulu leans over the gate, watching not so much him as the individual who holds him.
"Yes, I know," and Alice ran gayly to her room and donned her riding dress, wondering what Hugh would say and how Rocket would act. He was out in the back yard now, pawing and curvetting, and rubbing his nose against all who came near him, while Claib was holding him by his new bridle and talking to him of Mas'r Hugh.
At sight of Hugh he uttered a sound of joy, and bounding forward planted both feet within the door ere Hugh had time to reach it. "Thar's the old colonel now," whispered Claib, just as the colonel himself appeared to claim his runaway.
Involuntarily his mind wandered to the sale and to Rocket, perhaps at that very moment upon the block. "If I could have kept him, it would have been some consolation," he sighed, just as the sound of hoofs dashing up to the door met his ear. It was Claib, and just as Hugh was wondering at his headlong haste, he burst into the room, exclaiming: "Oh, Mas'r Hugh, 'tain't no use now.
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