After all, old P. "Come Bess,—no whimpering. Most of the horses were dead, all but three stallions and two mares left among what was once a thriving stable. The uproar was tremendous—men yelling— dogs barking,—but above all was heard the stentorian voice of Jonathan, urging them on. She flailed against the doctor’s grip but after what seemed an eternity of kicking and flailing, amazingly, he had not seemed weakened in the slightest by her resistance.
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