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« Well,” said her mother, “I think it will be a
very good plan.”

“ Yes, ma’am,” said Robert; “there is plenty
of good grass about here, too, for Hero.”

Lucy had not noticed the grass; but now she
observed that, on each side of the road, and near
the banks of the brook, above the bridge, there
was plenty of grass. So they all got out.

Robert began to unharness the horse, after
‘driving him a little way out of the road. Lucy
stood on the end of the bridge, looking at him.
Her mother began to descend the rocks, below
the bridge, in order to get down to the bed of the
brook, intending to follow it along to the pond.
Lucy wanted to go with her mother, and she also
wanted to see Robert take care of the horse.

“ Mother, wait for me,” said Lucy.

“Tl go along slowly,” said her mother.

_ But, mother,” said Lucy, “I can’t get along,
unless you help me.”

“Yes,” said her mother, “1 think you can.
At any rate, if I find any place where I think
you can’t get along, I will wait for you.”

Robert went on unharnessing his horse. He
put the several parts of the harness in the wagon
as he took them off, and at last nothing remained
but the bridle.

“Robert,” said Lucy, “ are you going to fasten
him to a tree?”

‘‘No,” said Robert; “he eouldn’t eat the
gtass, if I should.”

“What are you going to do, then?” said Lucy.

“Tam going to let him go where he likes.”

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