The things we do!

Man himself had nothing else to do this time of the year.
Could they give us shelter for the night?
Very sorry, but....
Not in the barn?
No, the girls were still sleeping there.
"Swine," muttered Falkenberg, as we moved away. We turned in through a
little wood, keeping a look out now for a likely place to sleep.
"Suppose we went back to the farm now to the girls in the barn? Like as
not they wouldn't turn us out."
Falkenberg thought for a moment.
"The dogs will make a row," he said.
We came out into a field where two horses were loose. One had a bell at
its neck.
"Nice fellow this," said Falkenberg, "with his horses still out and his
womenfolk still sleeping in the barn. It'd be doing these poor beasts a
good turn to ride them a bit."
He caught the belled horse, stuffed its bell with grass and moss, and got
on its back. My beast was shy, and I had a deal of trouble to get hold of
it.
We rode across the field, found a gate, and came out on to the road. We
each had one of my rugs to sit on, but neither had a bridle.


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