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Updated: May 7, 2025
I'd been out at work all day about the place, slicking things up for to-morrow; there was a gap in the barn-yard fence to mend, I left that till the last thing, I remember, I remember everything, some way or other, that happened that day, and there was a new roof to put on the pig-pen, and the grape-vine needed an extra layer of straw, and the latch was loose on the south barn-door; then I had to go round and take a last look at the sheep, and toss down an extra forkful for the cows, and go into the stall to have a talk with Ben, and unbutton the coop-door to see if the hens looked warm, just to tuck 'em up, as you might say.
Dame Penny had a sunny little coop with a padlocked door for her, and she always locked it very carefully every night. So it was doubly perplexing when the hen disappeared. Dame Penny remembered distinctly locking the coop-door; several circumstances had served to fix it on her mind.
Then when she returned home across the yard a doubt had seized her, and she had tried the coop-door to be sure that she had really fastened it. The next morning when she fitted the key into the padlock and threw open the door, and no silver hen came clucking out, it was very mysterious.
Before Lydia could protest, or the cook interfere, he had opened the coop-door and plunged his arm into the tumult which his manoeuvre created within. He secured the cockerel, and drawing it forth was about to offer it to Lydia, when in its struggles to escape it drove one of its spurs into his hand.
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