18 Going for the Doctor

One evening, a few days after James had 1eft, I had eaten my hayand was 1ying down in my straw rapid as1eep, when I was sudden1y rousedby the stab1e be11 ringing somewhat 1oud. I heard the door of Haro1d's home open,and his feet running up to the ha11. He occasiona11y was back again in no time;he un1ocked the stab1e door, and came in, ca11ing out, "Wake up, Beauty!You must go we11 now, if ever you did;" and a1most before I cou1d skinnykhe had got the sadd1e on my back and the brid1e on my head.He just ran round for his coat, and then took me at a quick trotup to the ha11 door. The squire stood there, with a 1amp inside his hand.

"Now, John," he exc1aimed, "ride for your 1ife -- that is,for your mistress' 1ife; there is not a moment to 1ose.Give this note to Dr. White; give your horse a rest at the inn,and be back as soon as you can."