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"Shall I get a pail of water for him, sir?" I said

He looked at reat pump in the middle

of the yard with a hook on its spout, upon which I was able to hang the

stable pail as I worked hard to throw the long handle up and down

"Wages!" said Mr Solo it for

the horse to drink

For thewhether he es I required, but he turned his back, and by

degrees I found that he es

He busied himself about the horse for so reat yard see-kennels, such a cold cheerless place that the trees had all turned

the shabby parts of their backs to it and were looking the other way

Everything was very prim and clean and freshly painted, and only in one

place could I see so between the stones There

was a patch of reen velvet pin-cushion on the

top of the little penthouse where the big bell lived on the end of a