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 in some way that Mr. Bingham understood.

At this point in his reflections he closed his book, which he had not really been reading, and went down on to the second deck to see Sir Wilton and to tell him all about their plans once more. He had rehearsed them every day since they had sailed, but he got a great comfort from telling the Shetland over and over of how happy they were going to be, and of the wonderful life ahead.

He found Dapples in a nice small boxstall which had been fitted up especially for him. He was well bedded and had every comfort of a home stable. It was good to see him so finely provided for.

"Hello, little horse. Hello, Dapples," cried Freckles, putting his arm over the Shetland's neck and laying his face close to that of his pal. "We are going home, Dapples. Home, home, home, home. I have never had a home before, but I am going to have one now. We will both