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eached another cross-street, which ran alongside the Schofields' yard and brought him tothe foot of the alley he had left behind in his flight. He entered the alley, and there hisdim eye fell upon the open door he had previously investigated. No memory of itremained, but the place had a look associated in his mind with hay, and as Sam andPenrod turned the corner of the alley in panting yet still vociferous pursuit, Whiteystumbled up the inclined platform before the open doors, staggered thunderously acrossthe carriage-house and through another open door into a stall, an apartment vacant sincethe occupancy of Mr. Schofield's last horse, now several years deceased.IIThe two boys shrieked with excitement as they beheld the coincidence of this strangereturn. They burst into the stable, making almost as much noise as Duke, who hadbecome frantic at the invasion. Sam laid hands upon a rake."You get out o' there, you ole horse, you!" he bellowed. "I ain't afraid to drive him out.I——""Wait a minute!" shouted Penrod. "Wait till I——"Sam was manfully preparing to enter the stall.