John Manly's Talk.
The rest of our journey was very easy, and a little after sunset we reached the house of my master's friend. We were taken into a clean snug stable; there was a kind coachman, who made us very comfortable, and who seemed to think a good deal of James when he heard about the fire.
"There is one thing quite clear, young man," he said; "your horses know who they can trust; it is one of the hardest things in the world to get horses out of a stable, when there is either fire or flood. I don't know why they won't come out, but they won't—not one in twenty."
We stopped two or three days at this place and then returned home. All went well on the journey; we were glad to be in our own stable again, and John was equally glad to see us.
Before he and James left us for the night, James said, "I wonder who is coming in my place."
"Little Joe Green at the Lodge," said John.
"Little Joe Green! why he's a child!"
"He is fourteen and a half," said John.
"But he is such a little chap!"