There was a very anxious pig on the steps of the compound. Hamlet snuffled and oinked, his front feet on one step. He stamped and butted the door with his broad, flat head
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"Augustus?" Horatio asked doubtfully. The sight of the other man being butted by a pig was startling enough to drive him from his melancholy, it seemed. "What is he doing?"
Having no idea what might happen when a pig was startled, Horatio did his level best not to move. "Is it broken?" he asked, waving cautiously in the direction of Gus' nose.
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Apparently bored with clinging to Gus already, Hamlet trundled over to examine Horatio's feet.
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"Meredith doesn't think it's a bad break. Hurts like bloody hell, but it'll mend and I shouldn't be too hideous at the end of it."
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"Probably wasn't a reason in the world. S'alright. I'll mend."
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