Horse was not made to live alone.

It's my sympathy for him as much as the desire for another mount that drives me to the theft we contemplate." Ned laughed and lolled on the grass which was now dry.
"Yon stay here with Bucephalus or Rosinante or whatever you choose to call him," continued Obed, "and I think I'll cross the hills, and see if Cos is near.

If we're going to capture a horse, we must first know where the horse is to be found." "Suppose I go along, too." "No, it would be easier for the Mexicans to see two than one, and we shouldn't take unnecessary risks.

Be sure you stay in the valley, Ned, because I want to know where to find you when I come back.

I've an idea that the Mexican army isn't far, as we wound around a good deal during the storm and darkness, and covered no great distance, if it were counted in a straight line.