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1John said, "Yes, sir," and was on my back in a minute. The gardener who lived at the lodge had heard the bell ring, and
2was ready with the gate open, and away we went through the park, and through the village, and down the hill till we came
3to the toll-gate. John called very loud and thumped upon the door; the man was soon out and flung open the gate. "Now,"
4said John, "do you keep the gate open for the doctor; here's the money," and off he went again. There was before us a
5long piece of level road by the river side; John said to me, "Now, Beauty, do your best," and so I did; I wanted no whip
6nor spur, and for two miles I galloped as fast as I could lay my feet to the ground; I don't believe that my old
7grandfather, who won the race at Newmarket, could have gone faster. When we came to the bridge John pulled me up a
8little and patted my neck. "Well done, Beauty! good old fellow," he said. He would have let me go slower, but my spirit
9was up, and I was off again as fast as before. The air was frosty, the moon was bright; it was very pleasant. We came
10through a village, then through a dark wood, then uphill, then downhill, till after eight miles' run we came to the
11town, through the streets and into the market-place. It was all quite still except the clatter of my feet on the
12stones--everybody was asleep. The church clock struck three as we drew up at Dr. White's door. John rang the bell twice,
13and then knocked at the door like thunder. A window was thrown up, and Dr. White, in his nightcap, put his head out and
14said, "What do you want?" "Mrs. Gordon is very ill, sir; master wants you to go at once; he thinks she will die if you
15cannot get there. Here is a note." "Wait," he said, "I will come." He shut the window, and was soon at the door. "The
16worst of it is," he said, "that my horse has been out all day and is quite done up; my son has just been sent for, and
17he has taken the other. What is to be done? Can I have your horse?" "He has come at a gallop nearly all the way, sir,
18and I was to give him a rest here; but I think my master would not be against it, if you think fit, sir." "All right,"
19he said; "I will soon be ready." John stood by me and stroked my neck; I was very hot. The doctor came out with his
20riding-whip. "You need not take that, sir," said John; "Black Beauty will go till he drops. Take care of him, sir, if
21you can; I should not like any harm to come to him." "No, no, John," said the doctor, "I hope not," and in a minute we
22had left John far behind. I will not tell about our way back. The doctor was a heavier man than John, and not so good a
23rider; however, I did my very best. The man at the toll-gate had it open. When we came to the hill the doctor drew me
24up. "Now, my good fellow," he said, "take some breath." I was glad he did, for I was nearly spent, but that breathing
25helped me on, and soon we were in the park. Joe was at the lodge gate; my master was at the hall door, for he had heard
26us coming. He spoke not a word; the doctor went into the house with him, and Joe led me to the stable. I was glad to get
27home; my legs shook under me, and I could only stand and pant. I had not a dry hair on my body, the water ran down my
28legs, and I steamed all over, Joe used to say, like a pot on the fire. Poor Joe! he was young and small, and as yet he
29knew very little, and his father, who would have helped him, had been sent to the next village; but I am sure he did the
30very best he knew. He rubbed my legs and my chest, but he did not put my warm cloth on me; he thought I was so hot I
31should not like it. Then he gave me a pailful of water to drink; it was cold and very good, and I drank it all; then he
32gave me some hay and some corn, and thinking he had done right, he went away. Soon I began to shake and tremble, and
33turned deadly cold; my legs ached, my loins ached, and my chest ached, and I felt sore all over. Oh! how I wished for my
34warm, thick cloth, as I stood and trembled. I wished for John, but he had eight miles to walk, so I lay down in my straw
35and tried to go to sleep. After a long while I heard John at the door; I gave a low moan, for I was in great pain. He
36was at my side in a moment, stooping down by me. I could not tell him how I felt, but he seemed to know it all; he
37covered me up with two or three warm cloths, and then ran to the house for some hot water; he made me some warm gruel,
38which I drank, and then I think I went to sleep. John seemed to be very much put out. I heard him say to himself over
39and over again, "Stupid boy! stupid boy! no cloth put on, and I dare say the water was cold, too; boys are no good;" but
40Joe was a good boy, after all. I was now very ill; a strong inflammation had attacked my lungs, and I could not draw my
41breath without pain. John nursed me night and day; he would get up two or three times in the night to come to me. My
42master, too, often came to see me. "My poor Beauty," he said one day, "my good horse, you saved your mistress' life,
43Beauty; yes, you saved her life." I was very glad to hear that, for it seems the doctor had said if we had been a little
44longer it would have been too late. John told my master he never saw a horse go so fast in his life. It seemed as if the
45horse knew what was the matter. Of course I did, though John thought not; at least I knew as much as this--that John and
46I must go at the top of our speed, and that it was for the sake of the mistress. 19 Only Ignorance I do not know how
47long I was ill. Mr. Bond, the horse-doctor, came every day. One day he bled me; John held a pail for the blood. I felt
48very faint after it and thought I should die, and I believe they all thought so too. Ginger and Merrylegs had been moved
49into the other stable, so that I might be quiet, for the fever made me very quick of hearing; any little noise seemed
50quite loud, and I could tell every one's footstep going to and from the house. I knew all that was going on. One night
51John had to give me a draught; Thomas Green came in to help him. After I had taken it and John had made me as
52comfortable as he could, he said he should stay half an hour to see how the medicine settled. Thomas said he would stay
53with him, so they went and sat down on a bench that had been brought into Merrylegs' stall, and put down the lantern at
54their feet, that I might not be disturbed with the light. For awhile both men sat silent, and then Tom Green said in a
55low voice: "I wish, John, you'd say a bit of a kind word to Joe. The boy is quite broken-hearted; he can't eat his
56meals, and he can't smile. He says he knows it was all his fault, though he is sure he did the best he knew, and he says
57if Beauty dies no one will ever speak to him again. It goes to my heart to hear him. I think you might give him just a
58word; he is not a bad boy."
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