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Chapter 22—Rough Travelling Just at this moment Jack woke up and put his arms round his mother’s neck. His eyes were brighter, and there was manifestly no return of fever. “You are better, darling!” said Mrs. Weldon, pressing him tenderly to her. “Yes, mamma, I am better; but I am very thirsty.” Some cold water was soon procured, which the child drank eagerly, and then began to look about him. His first inquiry was for his old friends, d**k and Hercules, both of whom approached at his summons and greeted him affectionately. “Where is the horse?” was the next question. “Gone away, Master Jack; I am your horse now,” said Hercules. “But you have no bridle for me to hold,” said Jack, looking rather disappointed. “You may put a bit in my mouth if you like, master Jack,” replied Hercules