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It was quite dark, and the depth of winter, but the thermometer was many
degrees above freezing-point, and a warm south wind was blowing. Grand
rose and rang the bell. "Are the stable lanterns lighted?" he asked.
"Yes, sir."
"Then you two boys come with me."
The boys, wondering and nothing loth, followed to the stable, and the
brown eyes of two large ponies looked mildly into theirs.
"Trot them out," said Grand to the groom, "and let the young gentlemen
have a good look at them."
Not a word did either of the boys say. An event of huge importance
appeared to loom in the horizon of each: he cogitated over its probable
conditions.
"I got a saddle for each of them," said Grand. "Valentine chose them,
Johnnie. There now, we had better come in again." And when they were
seated in the dining-room as before, and there was still silence, he
went on, "You two, as I understand, are both in the same house at
Harrow?"
"Yes, sir."
"And it is agreed that Johnnie could cure himself of his lisp if he
chose, and if you would continually remind him of it?"
"Oh yes, certainly it is.


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