"I can't appreciate very many things at once. Besides, Jack and I felt very dull."
"Mr. Edwardes saw you, I suppose?" he asked Jack.
"I should think so, but I don't think he knows me by sight."
"Oh yes, he does," The Bradder said. "Both of you are bound to hear more about this."
"It's very unfortunate," Jack remarked; "you see there was a fog, and all sorts of unexpected things happened. It has been a real bad day," he added, as we left the room.
On the following morning directly after breakfast Jack and I went round to see Bunny, and we found him talking to a man who looked like a groom from his head to his heels. I groaned.
"Sit down, Sam," Bunny said. "That's Mr. Marten, the owner of the horse you are talking about."
"Well, all I can say is what the Guv'nor told me to say. I was to say this 'oss must leave our place this morning or there'll be trouble."
"There seems to have been trouble already," Bunny replied.
"'E's done enough damage for twenty 'osses. Kick, you should see 'im; 'e's kicked a loose box silly. Our Guv'nor's fairly got 'is rag out."