Someone loosened my bridle and collar，and another voice said,He's dead，he'll never get up again．I heard a police－man giving orders but I did not open my eyes．Cold water was thrown over my head，some medicine was put into my mouth，and I was covered with a cloth．I don't know how long I was there，but a man with a kind voice persuaded me to try to get up and I managed it．Then I was gently led to some stables close by．That evening，I was taken back to Skinner's stables，and the next morning the horse-doctor came to see me．He's been worked too hard，'said the doctor.There's no strength left in him．Then he must go for dog food，'said Skinner．I have no fields for sick horses．It doesn't suit my business．I work them for as long as they'll go，then I sell them for what I can get．There's a horse fair in ten days' time，said the doctor．
