"But from what you told us," Jack remarked, bitingly, "there was a time when you had to throw your arms around his neck in order to become _attached_ to him. But never mind, Jimmy, the rustler that gets your Spot will be sorry for it, if I'm any judge of tricky horses. It may be the best thing that ever happened to you. Some times blessings come in disguise; and, if the pony's stolen, it may save you from getting a broken collarbone."