"'Tis meself that's thinkin' the dope Ally Sloper gave Spot here, as I've renamed Satan, must have taken the heart out of the critter, because he's been as gentle as you please all day," Jimmy remarked, as he patted the calico pony; but Ned only shook his head without making any reply, for he had seen the ears flattened and noted the half-inclination on the part of the pony to bite at the hand that was caressing its wet neck and withers.