Then I spied the donkey.

There was no saddle for him, so I took him as he was.

And how did you like Connolly's farm, Terry?
And is this Connolly ?" "Oh dear no, Turly! This is Mr.Reilly.Jocko and I were lost in the fog, and we didn't get at all near Connolly's.

And Mr.Reilly found us and got me some eggs.

But oh, Turly, poor Jocko's knees are cut, for he slipped in the frost and I let him down." "Never mind! They'll come all right again," said Turly.