He shrank away, but did not wheel.

It was sunset, and the horse was not merely bewildered, he was physically tired.

The touch of his master's hand over his eyes seemed to subjugate him, to take away his will.

When Mose turned to walk away the horse followed him as though drawn by some magnetic force, and the herders looked at each other in amazement.

Thereafter he had but to be accustomed to the bridle and saddle, and to be taught the duties of a cow horse.