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“
Nonsense
,
Grace
,
get
in
at
once
,
and
don
’
t
make
all
this
fuss
;
a
pretty
thing
it
would
be
if
a
man
of
business
had
to
examine
every
cab
-
horse
before
he
hired
it
—
the
man
knows
his
own
business
of
course
;
there
,
get
in
and
hold
your
tongue
!
”
My
gentle
friend
had
to
obey
,
and
box
after
box
was
dragged
up
and
lodged
on
the
top
of
the
cab
or
settled
by
the
side
of
the
driver
.
At
last
all
was
ready
,
and
with
his
usual
jerk
at
the
rein
and
slash
of
the
whip
he
drove
out
of
the
station
.
The
load
was
very
heavy
and
I
had
had
neither
food
nor
rest
since
morning
;
but
I
did
my
best
,
as
I
always
had
done
,
in
spite
of
cruelty
and
injustice
.
I
got
along
fairly
till
we
came
to
Ludgate
Hill
;
but
there
the
heavy
load
and
my
own
exhaustion
were
too
much
.
I
was
struggling
to
keep
on
,
goaded
by
constant
chucks
of
the
rein
and
use
of
the
whip
,
when
in
a
single
moment
—
I
cannot
tell
how
—
my
feet
slipped
from
under
me
,
and
I
fell
heavily
to
the
ground
on
my
side
;
the
suddenness
and
the
force
with
which
I
fell
seemed
to
beat
all
the
breath
out
of
my
body
.
I
lay
perfectly
still
;
indeed
,
I
had
no
power
to
move
,
and
I
thought
now
I
was
going
to
die
.
I
heard
a
sort
of
confusion
round
me
,
loud
,
angry
voices
,
and
the
getting
down
of
the
luggage
,
but
it
was
all
like
a
dream
.
I
thought
I
heard
that
sweet
,
pitiful
voice
saying
,
“
Oh
!
that
poor
horse
!
it
is
all
our
fault
.
”
Some
one
came
and
loosened
the
throat
strap
of
my
bridle
,
and
undid
the
traces
which
kept
the
collar
so
tight
upon
me
.
Some
one
said
,
“
He
’
s
dead
,
he
’
ll
never
get
up
again
.
”
Then
I
could
hear
a
policeman
giving
orders
,
but
I
did
not
even
open
my
eyes
;
I
could
only
draw
a
gasping
breath
now
and
then
.
Some
cold
water
was
thrown
over
my
head
,
and
some
cordial
was
poured
into
my
mouth
,
and
something
was
covered
over
me
.
I
cannot
tell
how
long
I
lay
there
,
but
I
found
my
life
coming
back
,
and
a
kind
-
voiced
man
was
patting
me
and
encouraging
me
to
rise
.
After
some
more
cordial
had
been
given
me
,
and
after
one
or
two
attempts
,
I
staggered
to
my
feet
,
and
was
gently
led
to
some
stables
which
were
close
by
.
Here
I
was
put
into
a
well
-
littered
stall
,
and
some
warm
gruel
was
brought
to
me
,
which
I
drank
thankfully
.
In
the
evening
I
was
sufficiently
recovered
to
be
led
back
to
Skinner
’
s
stables
,
where
I
think
they
did
the
best
for
me
they
could
.
In
the
morning
Skinner
came
with
a
farrier
to
look
at
me
.
He
examined
me
very
closely
and
said
:
“
This
is
a
case
of
overwork
more
than
disease
,
and
if
you
could
give
him
a
run
off
for
six
months
he
would
be
able
to
work
again
;
but
now
there
is
not
an
ounce
of
strength
left
in
him
.
”
“
Then
he
must
just
go
to
the
dogs
,
”
said
Skinner
“
I
have
no
meadows
to
nurse
sick
horses
in
—
he
might
get
well
or
he
might
not
;
that
sort
of
thing
don
’
t
suit
my
business
;
my
plan
is
to
work
’
em
as
long
as
they
’
ll
go
,
and
then
sell
’
em
for
what
they
’
ll
fetch
,
at
the
knacker
’
s
or
elsewhere
.
”
“
If
he
was
broken
-
winded
,
”
said
the
farrier
,
“
you
had
better
have
him
killed
out
of
hand
,
but
he
is
not
;
there
is
a
sale
of
horses
coming
off
in
about
ten
days
;
if
you
rest
him
and
feed
him
up
he
may
pick
up
,
and
you
may
get
more
than
his
skin
is
worth
,
at
any
rate
.
”
