I said to my self, this creature is planning some new outrage, some fresh deviltry or other--no horse ever thought over a subject so profoundly as this one is doing just for nothing.

The more this thing preyed upon my mind the more uneasy I became, until the suspense became almost unbearable and I dismounted to see if there was anything wild in his eye--for I had heard that the eye of this noblest of our domestic animals is very expressive.
I cannot describe what a load of anxiety was lifted from my mind when I found that he was only asleep.

I woke him up and started him into a faster walk, and then the villainy of his nature came out again.

He tried to climb over a stone wall, five or six feet high.

I saw that I must apply force to this horse, and that I might as well begin first as last.