Sheep's Dyke
In the early hours before the light of dawn broke across the horizon, two men arose from a fitful night rest, Bates had managed to sleep, nightmares did not penetrate his mind. Ben, being a sort of leader, took the one pony they had and mounted it. When Bates objected, Ben replied, “You’ll shut your face if you know what’s good for you. You slept all night, whereas I didn’t. You’ll be well rested I’m sure. It will do you good to stretch your legs. If anyone rides this pony but me, it will be Shaw here and that only when I say so”. He looked at Shaw and winked his eye when he said this. Shaw knew his brother; one could not argue with him and win. At the same time, if Ben thought Shaw needed the pony more than himself, he would give it to him. Bates was not family, he was an ou
