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“
Ankle
indeed
!
Why
should
you
ape
your
betters
?
Horses
ain
’
t
got
any
ankles
:
they
’
re
only
pasterns
.
And
so
long
as
you
don
’
t
lift
your
feet
better
,
but
fall
asleep
between
every
step
,
you
’
ll
run
a
good
chance
of
laming
all
your
ankles
as
you
call
them
,
one
after
another
.
It
’
s
not
your
lively
horse
that
comes
to
grief
in
that
way
.
I
tell
you
I
believe
it
wasn
’
t
much
,
and
if
it
was
,
it
was
your
own
fault
.
There
!
I
’
ve
done
.
I
’
m
going
to
sleep
.
I
’
ll
try
to
think
as
well
of
you
as
I
can
.
If
you
would
but
step
out
a
bit
and
run
off
a
little
of
your
fat
!
”
Here
Diamond
began
to
double
up
his
knees
;
but
Ruby
spoke
again
,
and
,
as
young
Diamond
thought
,
in
a
rather
different
tone
.
“
I
say
,
Diamond
,
I
can
’
t
bear
to
have
an
honest
old
horse
like
you
think
of
me
like
that
.
I
will
tell
you
the
truth
:
it
was
my
own
fault
that
I
fell
lame
.
”
“
I
told
you
so
,
”
returned
the
other
,
tumbling
against
the
partition
as
he
rolled
over
on
his
side
to
give
his
legs
every
possible
privilege
in
their
narrow
circumstances
.
“
I
meant
to
do
it
,
Diamond
.
”
At
the
words
,
the
old
horse
arose
with
a
scramble
like
thunder
,
shot
his
angry
head
and
glaring
eye
over
into
Ruby
’
s
stall
,
and
said
—
“
Keep
out
of
my
way
,
you
unworthy
wretch
,
or
I
’
ll
bite
you
.
You
a
horse
!
Why
did
you
do
that
?
”
“
Because
I
wanted
to
grow
fat
.
”
“
You
grease
-
tub
!
Oh
!
my
teeth
and
tail
!
I
thought
you
were
a
humbug
!
Why
did
you
want
to
get
fat
?
There
’
s
no
truth
to
be
got
out
of
you
but
by
cross
-
questioning
.
You
ain
’
t
fit
to
be
a
horse
.
”
“
Because
once
I
am
fat
,
my
nature
is
to
keep
fat
for
a
long
time
;
and
I
didn
’
t
know
when
master
might
come
home
and
want
to
see
me
.
”
