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“ He’s the right sort for you , Jerry , ” he said . “ He’ll be worth his price . ” The noise and the crowds of London made me nervous at first . But soon I learnt that I could trust my driver completely . Jerry hardly ever used the whip . He gave us clean water and good food . At night he took off our ropes , so that we could turn round in our stalls . But the best thing was our Sundays . Jerry never worked on a Sunday . Once a gentleman offered him good money to drive his wife to church every Sunday . “ I’m sorry , sir , ” said Jerry . “ I once worked seven days a week , and it was too hard for me and for my horses . God made a day of rest for men and animals alike . I think He knew what was good for us . ” On cold days little Dolly often ran across the street with hot soup for her father . One day a gentleman came to take the cab just as Jerry began to eat . “ No , no , finish your soup , my friend , ” said the gentleman . “ I can wait while you take your little girl safely across the street . ” “ That’s a real gentleman , Dolly , ” said Jerry later . “ He has time to think about a poor cabman and a little girl . ” XII . Poor Ginger One day our cab was waiting with many others outside a park . A shabby old cab stopped next to ours . The horse was a worn - out chestnut . Her bones showed through her dirty coat , and her legs were weak . The wind blew a little of my hay towards her , and she put out her long , thin neck and ate it . There was a hopeless look in her dull eyes . Then she looked straight at me . “ Black Beauty , is that you ? ” she said . It was Ginger ! But how changed she was ! Her neck was thin , her legs were swollen , and she coughed all the time . Our drivers were standing a little way off , so we talked quietly . It was a sad story . After a year’s rest she was sold . But her old injury came back , and she was sold again and again , each time to a poorer master . “ Now my driver has to pay my owner a lot of money every day , ” she said . “ So he works me as hard as he can . There is never a Sunday rest for me . ” “ You used to fight back when people treated you badly , ” I said . “ I did once , ” she said , “ but it’s no use . Men are stronger . If they are cruel , we can only bear it until the end . I wish the end would come . I hope I just drop down dead at my work . ” I put my nose to hers , but I could say nothing to comfort her . “ You are the only friend I ever had , ” she said . Just then her driver came back , pulled at her mouth and drove away .
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