Me: What are Harriet and Poppy doing?
Nell: Looking for clues. The shy foal says it saw a wolf drinking water down here.
Me: What shy foal?
Nell: The one we all followed down to the stream. Do keep up.
Me: Does the shy foal have a name?
Nell: Yes. Manaton.
Me: Is Manaton sure it was Knitwear Wolf? Only, it could have been a different one.
Nell: It was wearing a cardigan under its biker leathers and a beautiful scarf.
Me: I see. Was it handsome and kind?
Nell: How is Manaton going to know that?
Me: Just asking.
Nell: We should probably cross the stream and go and ask Manaton’s family.
Me: Dartmoor ponies don’t like people bothering them.
Nell: This is an emergency.
Me: I’m not sure everybody should come with us, Nell. Especially Beauregard and Mrs King.
Nell: You have a point there. I’m afraid getting an ice cream from that van earlier wasn’t such a good idea.
Me: People don’t expect tigers and lions in a queue.
Nell: They didn’t mind the llamas.
Me: Llamas are different.
Nell: You’re telling me. They just can’t help showing off. Did they have to do cartwheels?
Me: People clapped. In fact it was all going really well until Beauregard and Mrs King appeared.
Nell: Yes. I’m afraid they’re going to have to stay undercover in future.
Me: I agree.
Nell: I think you, Poppy and Harriet should come with me.
Me: I’m included?
Nell: Yes. Henry and Horst will be riding on your hat so keep it on your head, please.
Me: I didn’t mean to shake them off. I forgot they were there.
Nell: Well, don’t do it again. If they weren’t wearing helmets and full body armour they could have been seriously hurt.
Me: Yes. Sorry.
