Come out this minute , or I shall have to come and get you , '' called Mrs. Moss , growing very brave all of a sudden as she caught sight of a pair of small , dusty shoes under the coach . `` Yes , 'm , I 'm coming , as fast as I can , '' answered a meek voice , as what appeared to be a bundle of rags leaped out of the dark , followed by the poodle , who immediately sat down at the bare feet of his owner with a watchful air , as if ready to assault any one who might approach too near . `` Now , then , who are you , and how did you get here ? '' asked Mrs. Moss , trying to speak sternly , though her motherly eyes were already full of pity , as they rested on the forlorn little figure before her . CHAPTER III BEN `` Please , 'm , my name is Ben Brown , and I 'm travellin ' . '' `` Where are you going ? '' `` Anywheres to get work . '' `` What sort of work can you do ? '' `` All kinds . I 'm used to horses . '' `` Bless me ! such a little chap as you ? `` I 'm twelve , ma'am , and can ride any thing on four legs ; '' and the small boy gave a nod that seemed to say , `` Bring on your Cruisers . I 'm ready for 'em . '' `` Have n't you got any folks ? '' asked Mrs. Moss , amused but still anxious , for the sunburnt face was very thin , the eyes hollow with hunger or pain , and the ragged figure leaned on the wheel as if too weak or weary to stand alone . `` No , 'm , not of my own ; and the people I was left with beat me so , I -- run away . '' The last words seemed to bolt out against his will as if the woman 's sympathy irresistibly won the child 's confidence . `` Then I do n't blame you . But how did you get here ? ''
`` I was so tired I could n't go any further , and I thought the XXXXX up here at the big house would take me in .
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