After three days’ rest, all signs of the colic vanished and Quicksilver was his perky self again. Nevertheless, the doctor checked him each morning. In a week the horse began to take normal exercise with the rest of the string. Everyone from Chester Robinson on down liked Quicksilver. He gave no trouble, ate well and regularly, and nothing seemed to bother him as he gradually adapted to his new surroundings. Standing with his neck stretched out over the top of his stall, he watched with interest the movement in and around the yard, accepting apples from the two Robinson children, eyeing the comings and goings during the day, observing the stableboys at their daily soccer game. He seemed to fit into the life of the Hall perfectly. For the place was alive, turbulent and bursting with characters of every kind. Jack Cobb heard some describe the Robinson stable as “a bit untidy,” but he enjoyed the place, looking forward to the daily ride with the first lot in the sharp morning air on the Downs, the light changing with the weather and the time of day.
