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At
last
I
heard
steps
outside
,
and
the
hostler
who
had
put
up
the
traveler
’
s
horse
burst
into
the
stable
with
a
lantern
,
and
began
to
untie
the
horses
,
and
try
to
lead
them
out
;
but
he
seemed
in
such
a
hurry
and
so
frightened
himself
that
he
frightened
me
still
more
.
The
first
horse
would
not
go
with
him
;
he
tried
the
second
and
third
,
and
they
too
would
not
stir
.
He
came
to
me
next
and
tried
to
drag
me
out
of
the
stall
by
force
;
of
course
that
was
no
use
.
He
tried
us
all
by
turns
and
then
left
the
stable
.
No
doubt
we
were
very
foolish
,
but
danger
seemed
to
be
all
round
,
and
there
was
nobody
we
knew
to
trust
in
,
and
all
was
strange
and
uncertain
.
The
fresh
air
that
had
come
in
through
the
open
door
made
it
easier
to
breathe
,
but
the
rushing
sound
overhead
grew
louder
,
and
as
I
looked
upward
through
the
bars
of
my
empty
rack
I
saw
a
red
light
flickering
on
the
wall
.
Then
I
heard
a
cry
of
“
Fire
!
”
outside
,
and
the
old
hostler
quietly
and
quickly
came
in
;
he
got
one
horse
out
,
and
went
to
another
,
but
the
flames
were
playing
round
the
trapdoor
,
and
the
roaring
overhead
was
dreadful
.
The
next
thing
I
heard
was
James
’
voice
,
quiet
and
cheery
,
as
it
always
was
.
“
Come
,
my
beauties
,
it
is
time
for
us
to
be
off
,
so
wake
up
and
come
along
.
”
I
stood
nearest
the
door
,
so
he
came
to
me
first
,
patting
me
as
he
came
in
.
“
Come
,
Beauty
,
on
with
your
bridle
,
my
boy
,
we
’
ll
soon
be
out
of
this
smother
.
”
It
was
on
in
no
time
;
then
he
took
the
scarf
off
his
neck
,
and
tied
it
lightly
over
my
eyes
,
and
patting
and
coaxing
he
led
me
out
of
the
stable
.
Safe
in
the
yard
,
he
slipped
the
scarf
off
my
eyes
,
and
shouted
,
“
Here
somebody
!
take
this
horse
while
I
go
back
for
the
other
.
”
A
tall
,
broad
man
stepped
forward
and
took
me
,
and
James
darted
back
into
the
stable
.
I
set
up
a
shrill
whinny
as
I
saw
him
go
.
Ginger
told
me
afterward
that
whinny
was
the
best
thing
I
could
have
done
for
her
,
for
had
she
not
heard
me
outside
she
would
never
have
had
courage
to
come
out
.
There
was
much
confusion
in
the
yard
;
the
horses
being
got
out
of
other
stables
,
and
the
carriages
and
gigs
being
pulled
out
of
houses
and
sheds
,
lest
the
flames
should
spread
further
.
On
the
other
side
the
yard
windows
were
thrown
up
,
and
people
were
shouting
all
sorts
of
things
;
but
I
kept
my
eye
fixed
on
the
stable
door
,
where
the
smoke
poured
out
thicker
than
ever
,
and
I
could
see
flashes
of
red
light
;
presently
I
heard
above
all
the
stir
and
din
a
loud
,
clear
voice
,
which
I
knew
was
master
’
s
:
“
James
Howard
!
James
Howard
!
Are
you
there
?
”
There
was
no
answer
,
but
I
heard
a
crash
of
something
falling
in
the
stable
,
and
the
next
moment
I
gave
a
loud
,
joyful
neigh
,
for
I
saw
James
coming
through
the
smoke
leading
Ginger
with
him
;
she
was
coughing
violently
,
and
he
was
not
able
to
speak
.
