And you choose that time for grazing ? '' said the young mule . `` That time or any other . Eating is always good . We eat till we are yoked up again and tug the gun back to where Two Tails is waiting for it . Sometimes there are big guns in the city that speak back , and some of us are killed , and then there is all the more grazing for those that are left . This is Fate . None the less , Two Tails is a great coward . That is the proper way to fight . We are brothers from Hapur . Our father was a sacred bull of Shiva . We have spoken . '' `` Well , I 've certainly learned something tonight , '' said the troop-horse . `` Do you gentlemen of the screw-gun battery feel inclined to eat when you are being fired at with big guns , and Two Tails is behind you ? '' `` About as much as we feel inclined to sit down and let men sprawl all over us , or run into people with knives . I never heard such stuff . A mountain ledge , a well-balanced load , a driver you can trust to let you pick your own way , and I 'm your mule . But -- the other things -- no ! '' said Billy , with a stamp of his foot . `` Of course , '' said the troop horse , `` everyone is not made in the same way , and I can quite see that your family , on your father 's side , would fail to understand a great many things . ''
`` Never you mind my family on my father 's side , '' said XXXXX angrily , for every mule hates to be reminded that his father was a donkey .
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