Gary,it's the best of them all,"said Nuttry,getting down from Midnight."Take it.It's only frightened because of the journey.
She spoke softly to the horse.But Gray was as frightened as the horse.His face was white. Hoomey,watching,felt a bit happier.At least his horse was only large and hungry.He decided to give him the name of Bones.
But Nutty was pleased.This one looked like a good cross country horse."You're lucky,"she said to Gray.
"But I want to live,"he re plied.
The last horse was Bean's.It had come half-way down from the truck,and it stood there watching them with friendly, sleepy eyes.It refused to move any further,and its front feet were planted hard on the ground. It was a very big,thin,tired brown horse.