Max walked over to the stables as Mr. Scrine and Leofwin galloped in from the morning ride. Tommy, Snoop and Davi were asleep on the back of the bayard. His Aunt Griselda stood beside him as Mr. Scrine hopped to the ground.
“Have you ever seen such a sadder sight?” he asked, shaking his head. “They were fast asleep before we were halfway done.”
“Yes. It is strange,” said Griselda, glancing at Max. “It seems to be going around.”
“Wake up, boys. Come on,” called Mr. Scrine. Tommy, Snoop and Davi opened their eyes.
“Is it time to go?” asked Snoop, sleepily.
“We already did and you three were no help,” grumbled Mr. Scrine.
They yawned and stretched, then clumsily climbed off the bayard. Mr. Scrine angrily muttered to himself as he led Leofwin away. The pounding of hooves caused everyone
