Page 131 - The Little sister of Wilifred

you git up to him, sure he's uiver
there.”

Wilifred took the oats, and, slipping
past him, walked slowly towards the

colt, who was now standing at the op­
posite end of the enclosure, watching

Maloney. She held out her hand and
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talked to him, paying no attention to

Mr. Bagley, who stood with one boot
on in the doorway, calling to her.

“ Come back here, Peggy, you can’t
catch him/

Right in the face of this declaration,

the pretty colt, with a toss of his head,
came trotting up to the child, and after

a moment to’ the amazement of the
two men, followed her along to the

bars.
“ She aint even got a halter on him,”

murmured Maloney.
Smiling in triumph, with her hand