Tom turned toward her, obviously annoyed. He looked her up and down, and shrugged, pointing to a Cart full of Hay. He was supposed to show them how it was done, in case his attention was needed elsewhere, but this wasn't much of a two person job.<br/><br/>"Take a good chunk of Hay from there, and throw it in the Stables. Step along quickly now, or you are going to be doing this without that dress, cold be damned."<br/><br/>Tom took a load of Hay, and tossed it tothe Horses. For the most part they were large brutes, and number of them bad tempered. But all of them knew who Tom was, and not to bite or kick him. The Maid would just have to learn the hard way.