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“
I
don
’
t
know
a
man
anywhere
,
”
said
master
,
“
that
I
should
think
so
suitable
for
it
as
yourself
.
You
understand
horses
,
and
somehow
they
understand
you
,
and
in
time
you
might
set
up
for
yourself
;
I
think
you
could
not
do
better
.
If
in
any
way
I
can
help
you
,
write
to
me
.
I
shall
speak
to
my
agent
in
London
,
and
leave
your
character
with
him
.
”
Master
gave
John
the
name
and
address
,
and
then
he
thanked
him
for
his
long
and
faithful
service
;
but
that
was
too
much
for
John
.
“
Pray
,
don
’
t
,
sir
,
I
can
’
t
bear
it
;
you
and
my
dear
mistress
have
done
so
much
for
me
that
I
could
never
repay
it
.
But
we
shall
never
forget
you
,
sir
,
and
please
God
,
we
may
some
day
see
mistress
back
again
like
herself
;
we
must
keep
up
hope
,
sir
.
”
Master
gave
John
his
hand
,
but
he
did
not
speak
,
and
they
both
left
the
stable
.
The
last
sad
day
had
come
;
the
footman
and
the
heavy
luggage
had
gone
off
the
day
before
,
and
there
were
only
master
and
mistress
and
her
maid
Ginger
and
I
brought
the
carriage
up
to
the
hall
door
for
the
last
time
.
The
servants
brought
out
cushions
and
rugs
and
many
other
things
;
and
when
all
were
arranged
master
came
down
the
steps
carrying
the
mistress
in
his
arms
(
I
was
on
the
side
next
to
the
house
,
and
could
see
all
that
went
on
)
;
he
placed
her
carefully
in
the
carriage
,
while
the
house
servants
stood
round
crying
.
“
Good
-
by
,
again
,
”
he
said
;
“
we
shall
not
forget
any
of
you
,
”
and
he
got
in
.
“
Drive
on
,
John
.
”
Joe
jumped
up
,
and
we
trotted
slowly
through
the
park
and
through
the
village
,
where
the
people
were
standing
at
their
doors
to
have
a
last
look
and
to
say
,
“
God
bless
them
.
”
When
we
reached
the
railway
station
I
think
mistress
walked
from
the
carriage
to
the
waiting
-
room
.
I
heard
her
say
in
her
own
sweet
voice
,
“
Good
-
by
,
John
.
God
bless
you
.
”
I
felt
the
rein
twitch
,
but
John
made
no
answer
;
perhaps
he
could
not
speak
.
As
soon
as
Joe
had
taken
the
things
out
of
the
carriage
John
called
him
to
stand
by
the
horses
,
while
he
went
on
the
platform
.
Poor
Joe
!
he
stood
close
up
to
our
heads
to
hide
his
tears
.
Very
soon
the
train
came
puffing
up
into
the
station
;
then
two
or
three
minutes
,
and
the
doors
were
slammed
to
,
the
guard
whistled
,
and
the
train
glided
away
,
leaving
behind
it
only
clouds
of
white
smoke
and
some
very
heavy
hearts
.
When
it
was
quite
out
of
sight
John
came
back
.
“
We
shall
never
see
her
again
,
”
he
said
—
“
never
.
”
He
took
the
reins
,
mounted
the
box
,
and
with
Joe
drove
slowly
home
;
but
it
was
not
our
home
now
.
The
next
morning
after
breakfast
Joe
put
Merrylegs
into
the
mistress
’
low
chaise
to
take
him
to
the
vicarage
;
he
came
first
and
said
good
-
by
to
us
,
and
Merrylegs
neighed
to
us
from
the
yard
.
Then
John
put
the
saddle
on
Ginger
and
the
leading
rein
on
me
,
and
rode
us
across
the
country
about
fifteen
miles
to
Earlshall
Park
,
where
the
Earl
of
W
—
—
lived
.
There
was
a
very
fine
house
and
a
great
deal
of
stabling
.
We
went
into
the
yard
through
a
stone
gateway
,
and
John
asked
for
Mr
.
York
.
It
was
some
time
before
he
came
.
He
was
a
fine
-
looking
,
middle
-
aged
man
,
and
his
voice
said
at
once
that
he
expected
to
be
obeyed
.
He
was
very
friendly
and
polite
to
John
,
and
after
giving
us
a
slight
look
he
called
a
groom
to
take
us
to
our
boxes
,
and
invited
John
to
take
some
refreshment
.
