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 always pretended to be as young and gay as ever. He would come up to us when we were grazing and start clearing his throat. Did I hear you laugh, my dear?" she said suddenly looking at me rather sadly out of her velvety-brown eyes. "Horses, like men, clear their throats to draw attention when they are going to speak."

"What did the horse do when he had cleared his throat?" I asked.

"Oh," he said—'Excuse me, ladies, but did I ever tell you that I come of a very ancient Spanish stock?'

"Generally we just said 'Yes,