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York
came
round
to
our
heads
and
shortened
the
rein
himself
—
one
hole
,
I
think
;
every
little
makes
a
difference
,
be
it
for
better
or
worse
,
and
that
day
we
had
a
steep
hill
to
go
up
.
Then
I
began
to
understand
what
I
had
heard
of
.
Of
course
,
I
wanted
to
put
my
head
forward
and
take
the
carriage
up
with
a
will
,
as
we
had
been
used
to
do
;
but
no
,
I
had
to
pull
with
my
head
up
now
,
and
that
took
all
the
spirit
out
of
me
,
and
the
strain
came
on
my
back
and
legs
When
we
came
in
Ginger
said
,
“
Now
you
see
what
it
is
like
;
but
this
is
not
bad
,
and
if
it
does
not
get
much
worse
than
this
I
shall
say
nothing
about
it
,
for
we
are
very
well
treated
here
;
but
if
they
strain
me
up
tight
,
why
,
let
’
em
look
out
!
I
can
’
t
bear
it
,
and
I
won
’
t
.
”
Day
by
day
,
hole
by
hole
,
our
bearing
reins
were
shortened
,
and
instead
of
looking
forward
with
pleasure
to
having
my
harness
put
on
,
as
I
used
to
do
,
I
began
to
dread
it
.
Ginger
,
too
,
seemed
restless
,
though
she
said
very
little
.
At
last
I
thought
the
worst
was
over
;
for
several
days
there
was
no
more
shortening
,
and
I
determined
to
make
the
best
of
it
and
do
my
duty
,
though
it
was
now
a
constant
harass
instead
of
a
pleasure
;
but
the
worst
was
not
come
.
One
day
my
lady
came
down
later
than
usual
,
and
the
silk
rustled
more
than
ever
.
“
Drive
to
the
Duchess
of
B
—
—
’
s
,
”
she
said
,
and
then
after
a
pause
,
“
Are
you
never
going
to
get
those
horses
’
heads
up
,
York
?
Raise
them
at
once
and
let
us
have
no
more
of
this
humoring
and
nonsense
.
”
York
came
to
me
first
,
while
the
groom
stood
at
Ginger
’
s
head
.
He
drew
my
head
back
and
fixed
the
rein
so
tight
that
it
was
almost
intolerable
;
then
he
went
to
Ginger
,
who
was
impatiently
jerking
her
head
up
and
down
against
the
bit
,
as
was
her
way
now
.
She
had
a
good
idea
of
what
was
coming
,
and
the
moment
York
took
the
rein
off
the
terret
in
order
to
shorten
it
she
took
her
opportunity
and
reared
up
so
suddenly
that
York
had
his
nose
roughly
hit
and
his
hat
knocked
off
;
the
groom
was
nearly
thrown
off
his
legs
.
At
once
they
both
flew
to
her
head
;
but
she
was
a
match
for
them
,
and
went
on
plunging
,
rearing
,
and
kicking
in
a
most
desperate
manner
.
At
last
she
kicked
right
over
the
carriage
pole
and
fell
down
,
after
giving
me
a
severe
blow
on
my
near
quarter
.
There
is
no
knowing
what
further
mischief
she
might
have
done
had
not
York
promptly
sat
himself
down
flat
on
her
head
to
prevent
her
struggling
,
at
the
same
time
calling
out
,
“
Unbuckle
the
black
horse
!
Run
for
the
winch
and
unscrew
the
carriage
pole
!
Cut
the
trace
here
,
somebody
,
if
you
can
’
t
unhitch
it
!
”
One
of
the
footmen
ran
for
the
winch
,
and
another
brought
a
knife
from
the
house
.
The
groom
soon
set
me
free
from
Ginger
and
the
carriage
,
and
led
me
to
my
box
.
He
just
turned
me
in
as
I
was
and
ran
back
to
York
.
I
was
much
excited
by
what
had
happened
,
and
if
I
had
ever
been
used
to
kick
or
rear
I
am
sure
I
should
have
done
it
then
;
but
I
never
had
,
and
there
I
stood
,
angry
,
sore
in
my
leg
,
my
head
still
strained
up
to
the
terret
on
the
saddle
,
and
no
power
to
get
it
down
.
I
was
very
miserable
and
felt
much
inclined
to
kick
the
first
person
who
came
near
me
.
Before
long
,
however
,
Ginger
was
led
in
by
two
grooms
,
a
good
deal
knocked
about
and
bruised
.
York
came
with
her
and
gave
his
orders
,
and
then
came
to
look
at
me
.
In
a
moment
he
let
down
my
head
.
“
Confound
these
check
-
reins
!
”
he
said
to
himself
;
“
I
thought
we
should
have
some
mischief
soon
.
Master
will
be
sorely
vexed
.
But
there
,
if
a
woman
’
s
husband
can
’
t
rule
her
of
course
a
servant
can
’
t
;
so
I
wash
my
hands
of
it
,
and
if
she
can
’
t
get
to
the
duchess
’
garden
party
I
can
’
t
help
it
.
”
York
did
not
say
this
before
the
men
;
he
always
spoke
respectfully
when
they
were
by
.
Now
he
felt
me
all
over
,
and
soon
found
the
place
above
my
hock
where
I
had
been
kicked
.
It
was
swelled
and
painful
;
he
ordered
it
to
be
sponged
with
hot
water
,
and
then
some
lotion
was
put
on
.
