Doesn't take much to startle a
horse when he's asleep. I've known a partridge to fly up before a
sleeping horse and cause the animal to break away and rip things up
generally. You'll find, if you find at all, that it was something like
this skeered Jim's nags."
"I gueth it wath a two-legged bird," observe Tommy wisely.
"That would be strange, indeed," answered Miss Elting. "How many legs
do birds ordinarily have?"
Tommy flushed.
"That ith tho. I wath thinking a bird had four legs, jutht like a
table."
Margery groaned.
"Oh! Are you feeling badly again, dear?" called Miss Elting.
"Yes."
"What is it? Does your head pain you?" questioned the guardian.
"No, it's Tommy. She gives me a pain."
"Tommy, come help us put up the tent," urged Harriet. "Maybe it will
fall on your head next. That will make Margery feel well again, won't
it, dearie?"
Margery, in a weak voice, agreed that it would. Tommy retorted that
she didn't care if it did.
The tent was found to have been quite badly torn. The hoofs of the
horses had left great rents in it. After examining the canvas it was
decided not to try to repair it that night, but to leave it as it was
until morning, when the girls would be better able to see what they
were doing.
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