'Don't say I dragged you in.

You and your brother can go home, and no one will ever know where you were; no more than if you'd gone to the moon.' Jim looked at the brown colt that just came trotting up as dad finished speaking--trotting up with his head high and his tail stuck out like a circus horse.

If he'd been the devil in a horsehide he couldn't have chosen a better moment.

Then his eyes began to glitter.
We all three looked at each other.

No one spoke.