Chapter 20: Joe Green
"Put yourself a bit straight," said John. Joe gave a pull at his necktie
and a twitch at his jacket, and was off in a moment. Our master being
one of the county magistrates, cases were often brought to him to settle,
or say what should be done. In the stable we heard no more for some time,
as it was the men's dinner hour, but when Joe came next into the stable
I saw he was in high spirits; he gave me a good-natured slap, and said,
"We won't see such things done, will we, old fellow?" We heard afterward
that he had given his evidence so clearly, and the horses were in such
an exhausted state, bearing marks of such brutal usage, that the carter
was committed to take his trial, and might possibly be sentenced
to two or three months in prison.
It was wonderful what a change had come over Joe. John laughed,
and said he had grown an inch taller in that week, and I believe he had.
He was just as kind and gentle as before, but there was more purpose
and determination in all that he did -- as if he had jumped at once
from a boy into a man.