Three more bouncing steps.
'You won't,' I shouted. 'You get a good sleep and a good breakfast and be here at eleven. We're flying over to Chester.'
' Chester?' He turned and shouted in surprise, and went two more steps, backwards.
'Clip Clop,' I yelled. 'Ever heard of him?'
'Yes,' he yelled back, and the laughter took him uncontrollably, and he turned and ran away down the drive, leaping into the air as if he were six.
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