there myself. First-rate place for a promenade,—no corners to turn, plenty of room. As I said, I saw a house.
There was a snow-storm along with me. We had nine hundred billion horses, all white as wool; and we went fast. Killing pace. Horses kept dropping down dead, lay in heaps wherever we went; and we left 'em there. About four million dashed up against the house I was telling you about. They 'most covered it up, for it wasn't a big house. There were two little windows and a door. Windows had curtains; but one was slipped aside, and the fire looked out like a red eye. I didn't like that; so I put my eye to the other side, to see if I couldn't look him down.
"Funniest thing I ever saw!" said March, giving a hoarse chuckle. "Such tots! Biggest only four years old; t' other not a year. There was a pussy too. They three—true, on my word—were the only creatures in the house that night."
"Where could their father and mother be?" asked Max, excessively interested.
