Well, the Man didn't know what to do, but at last he took his Boy up before him on the Donkey. By this time they had come to the town, and the passers-by began to jeer and point at them.
They thought and they thought, till at last they cut down a pole, tied the donkey's feet to it, and raised the pole and the donkey to their shoulders.
There's one, anyhow," replied the donkey, sitting upright on its haunches and waving a hoof toward Button-Bright.
"Oh, I see," remarked the donkey, waving its left ear reflectively.
"Certainly," said the donkey. "Advice doesn't cost anything--unless you follow it.
"But it's good advice for the foolish," said the donkey, admiringly.
But the fellow knew no English and did not understand, so he simply said, "Sekki-yah!" and the
donkey was off again like a shot.
Suddenly the little
donkey gave a kick with his two hind feet and, at this unexpected move, the poor Marionette found himself once again sprawling right in the middle of the road.
Maggie sat down again, with little faith in this promise, though she presently saw the tall girl putting a bridle on the
donkey, and throwing a couple of bags on his back.
Immediately the charm worked, and she became a
donkey, and ran out to join the old witch, and the dish with the salad in it fell to the ground.
"Now let's leave the
donkey and go on to other matters.
Gamfield growled a fierce imprecation on the
donkey generally, but more particularly on his eyes; and, running after him, bestowed a blow on his head, which would inevitably have beaten in any skull but a
donkey's.
'Without goin' so far as to as-sert, as some wery sensible people do, that postboys and
donkeys is both immortal, wot I say is this: that wenever they feels theirselves gettin' stiff and past their work, they just rides off together, wun postboy to a pair in the usual way; wot becomes on 'em nobody knows, but it's wery probable as they starts avay to take their pleasure in some other vorld, for there ain't a man alive as ever see either a
donkey or a postboy a-takin' his pleasure in this!'
She gave her
donkey a sharp cut with a switch and started forward.
His bedstead, covered with a tumbled and ragged piece of patchwork, was in the den he had come from, where another little window showed a prospect of more stinging-nettles, and a lame
donkey.
