He dropped his glasses and looked round.
Silver on Heart of Oak had come to a halt close by and was looking at him.
"Early bird," said the young man. "Looking for worms, I suppose."
Joses grinned as he closed his glasses, and rising to his feet brushed his sopping knees.
"Yes," he said. "And finding 'em."
CHAPTER XXXVIII
Ikey's Own
Maudie was not the only one who had cause to complain that life at Putnam's was changed now greatly for the worse.
It all centred round that great, calm, munching creature in the loose-box, with the big blue dog curled underneath the manger.
Monkey Brand was moody; Old Mat irritable; his daughter curt; Silver puzzled, and Mrs. Woodburn perturbed.