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hold of me while I climbed up—there, now I
was in the barn. How it looked! When
twelve horses must stand in five stalls, there
isn’t much room left, you know, and they had
been put every which way,—one pony stood in
the calf-pen.
All the horses except two were lying down
resting. The white horse over by the window
was standing up; he turn ed around and looked
at me with big sorrowful eyes. It had really
been my plan to get on him, for he was the
handsomest of them all, but I didn’t dåre to
venture among the big shining bodies of the
horses lying all over the floor. No, I should
have to be satisfied with the little black one
that stood in the calf-pen. Karsten had thrust
the upper part of his body in through the hole.
I went up to the black horse.
<! He is angry; he is putting his ears
back; look put, Inger Johanne!” called
Karsten.
“ Pooh—do you think I mind that?” I
climbed up on the calf-pen. For a moment I
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