"Why, Ma," he cried, in amazement, "you don't mean to say he's gone?",
Maurice gave the tired horse a feed of oats, tossed a bundle of timothy into the manger, slapped the bay flank once again and went up the path to his breakfast.,
"Yes, Ma'am; ain't you agoin', Ma?".
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