CENSORS.
Master Sparrow. "LOOK THERE, TOM! YOUNG FRED IS ASLEEP!"
Master Sprat. "YES! POOR LITTLE BEGGAR! WHAT A SHAME IT IS TO KEEP SUCH A MERE CHILD AS THAT UP SO LATE!"
NOTHING LIKE HORSE EXERCISE.
"NOW, AUNT! TOUCH HIM WITH YOUR LEFT HEEL, AND LET'S HAVE A TROT!"
