`` I can , '' said the troop-horse . `` At least a little bit . I try not to think about it . '' `` I can see more than you , and I do think about it . I know there 's a great deal of me to take care of , and I know that nobody knows how to cure me when I 'm sick . All they can do is to stop my driver 's pay till I get well , and I ca n't trust my driver . '' `` Ah ! '' said the troop horse . `` That explains it . I can trust Dick . '' `` You could put a whole regiment of Dicks on my back without making me feel any better . I know just enough to be uncomfortable , and not enough to go on in spite of it . '' `` We do not understand , '' said the bullocks . `` I know you do n't . I 'm not talking to you . You do n't know what blood is . '' `` We do , '' said the bullocks . `` It is red stuff that soaks into the ground and smells . '' The troop-horse gave a kick and a bound and a snort . `` Do n't talk of it , '' he said .
`` I can smell it now , just thinking XXXXX it .
At Dick Dicks about bullocks into of than till to