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Being two lengths ahead of Attaboy, I didn't propose to let him catch up to me, so I was the first pony to land my rider at the Widow's back door, where the two dogs had disappeared.
It was easy enough to tell what the trouble was. We ponies had smelt it out a few seconds before the children did.