through." Mr. Williams peeped through the window, and saw a dappled Shetland pony following the ambulance, his nose close to the side of the car, as though he feared it would get away from him, and he was running on three legs.
Big Bill brushed the tears from his eyes and swore softly under his breath, while Mr. Williams tried hard to cover his own feelings.
"Do you think that Sir Wilton knows the boy is inside?" asked the manager at length.
"Knows he is inside?" fairly snorted Bill. "Why, man alive, of course he does. Do you think he would be chasing the ambulance like that, on three legs, if he didn't? I tell you, Williams, I have seen some circus horses in my day. Ihave seen the best of them come and go, but I never in my blooming life saw a horse that loved his driver as Dapples does the kid."
"Well," returned Mr. Williams, "I guess that is so. I have seen some good
