What a plague you are , tagging around when people do n't want you . '' Sancho might have answered , `` So are you , '' but , being a gentlemanly dog , he sat down with a resigned expression to watch the little colts , who were now awake and seemed ready for a game of bo-peep behind their mammas . Bab enjoyed their funny little frisks so much that she tied the wearisome strap to a post , and crept under the rope to pet the tiny mouse-colored one who came and talked to her with baby whinnies and confiding glances of its soft , dark eyes . `` Oh , luckless Bab ! why did you turn your back ? Oh , too accomplished Sancho ! why did you neatly untie that knot and trot away to confer with the disreputable bull-dog who stood in the entrance beckoning with friendly wavings of an abbreviated tail ? Oh , much afflicted Ben ! why did you delay till it was too late to save your pet from the rough man who set his foot upon the trailing strap , and led poor Sanch quickly out of sight among the crowd ? `` It was Bascum , but he did n't know any thing . Why , where 's Sanch ? '' said Ben , returning . A breathless voice made Bab turn to see Ben looking about him with as much alarm in his hot face as if the dog had been a two years ' child . `` I tied him -- he 's here somewhere -- with the ponies , '' stammered Bab , in sudden dismay , for no sign of a dog appeared as her eyes roved wildly to and fro . Ben whistled , called and searched in vain , till one of the lounging men said , lazily , `` If you are looking after the big poodle you 'd better go outside ; I saw him trotting off with another dog . '' Away rushed Ben , with Bab following , regardless of the rain , for both felt that a great misfortune had befallen them . But , long before this , Sancho had vanished , and no one minded his indignant howls as he was driven off in a covered cart . `` If he is lost I 'll never forgive you ; never , never , never ! '' and Ben found it impossible to resist giving Bab several hard shakes , which made her yellow braids fly up and down like pump handles . `` I 'm dreadful sorry .
He 'll come back -- you said he always did , '' pleaded XXXXX , quite crushed by her own afflictions , and rather scared to see Ben look so fierce , for he seldom lost his temper or was rough with the little girls .
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