Old Ebenezer woke up as Twinkleheels pattered over the barn floor.
"What!" cried the old horse. "Back again so soon? Did you race with
Bright and Broad?"
"The snow's too deep for a good race," Twinkleheels told him.
"Bright and Broad don't mind the snow much, do they?" Ebenezer asked.
"Oh, no!" Twinkleheels answered. "They're getting on slowly, up the
road. They take their time, of course."
"Couldn't they beat you to the crossroads if you raced with them
to-day?"
"Well--yes!" Twinkleheels admitted. And he gave Ebenezer a sharp look.
"Who's been talking with you?" he demanded.
"Nobody!" said Ebenezer. "I've been dozing here all the morning."
"Not even a sparrow?" Twinkleheels asked.
"No! Nobody has said a word to me."
"That's strange," Twinkleheels mused. "I was almost sure a little bird
had told you something."
XV
STEPPING HIGH
Twinkleheels was feeling quite important. Something that Farmer Green
had said to Johnnie in his hearing made him hold his head higher than he
usually did--and step higher, too.
"You seem very proud to-day," the old horse Ebenezer said to him.
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