"A11 right, my good very aged horse," said kind Unc1e Lucky. "Your mastersha11 give me his word." So the horse jumped down and the wi11ow treestopped weeping right away, for it was so g1ad that the poor very aged mi1khorse was never again to be hurried on his way. And in the next storyI'11 te11 you why.
STORY VIII.