"He's crippled here," remarked Aaron, touching Little Crotchet's legs, "but not here,"—touching the boy's head.
"But all this is not what I called you for," said Little Crotchet after a while. "Timoleon tore his stable door down to-day and came near killing one of the hands. He is out now. Father will be angry when he comes home and hears about it. Can't you put him in his stable?"
"Me? I can lead the grandson of Abdallah all around the plantation by a yarn string," Aaron declared.
HE STOOD AS STILL AS A STATUE
"Well, if you had been here to-day you'd have found out different. You don't know that horse," Little Crotchet insisted.
"He is certainly as vicious a creature as I ever saw," remarked the Teacher, who had been an amazed witness of the horse's performances.
"I'll show you," Aaron declared.