United States or Micronesia ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
Maudie's suspicions were but too well-founded. The girl went straight to Four-Pound-the-Second's loose-box and opened it. The Monster-without-Manners emerged and greeted his mistress with yawns. The brown horse with the tan muzzle shifted slowly toward her. She ran her eye over him, adjusted a bandage, and went out into the yard.
"Good-night then," she called, and ran up the ladder, heralded by the swift and ghostly Maudie. The trap-door over Four-Pound-the-Second's box was open as always. She peeped down on to the back of the horse and Monkey Brand, busy by the light of his lantern, arranging a pile of horse-blankets in the corner on which to sleep. "Where's Billy Bluff?" she asked. "Just gone outside a minute, Miss."
"Now stand at the gates, both of you, and don't let him through." Boy seized the whip and hunted the dog about the yard. He fled madly. For five minutes the girl pursued him remorselessly. Then he was violently sick. "That's better," panted the girl. "Bring that meat, Brand." She led the way into Four-Pound-the-Second's horse-box, followed by Silver, torch in hand.
Word Of The Day