"You don't suppose he was joking, do you?" Henrietta inquired.
"Of course he was," said Spot—and none too pleasantly.
"Well," Henrietta mused, as she pecked at a cabbage-leaf, "I must say that I think the joke's on you."
XV
HENRIETTA'S FRIGHT
When the old horse Ebenezer stood in his stall in the barn he was always glad to talk with anybody that came along.
Henrietta Hen sometimes strolled into the horse-barn to see if she could find a little grain that had spilled on the floor. So it came about that she and Ebenezer had many a chat together. Henrietta had no great opinion of horses. She thought that they had altogether more than their share of grain.
But she was willing to pass the time of day with Ebenezer, because he let her walk right into his stall and pick up tidbits that had dropped upon the floor beneath his manger.