Harold took his favourite horse, warrigal, from the stable, and led him to the blacksmith's forge under an open, stringybark-roofed shed, nearly covered with creepers.
"My Brilliant Career"
Miles Franklin
Don't you remember telling me that warrigal was such a nasty-tempered brute that he allowed no one but yourself to touch him?
"My Brilliant Career"
Miles Franklin
It was not long before I fetched up at Dogtrap homestead, where, tethered to the "six-foot" paling fence which surrounded the flower-garden, was Harold Beecham's favourite, great, black, saddle-horse warrigal.
"My Brilliant Career"
Miles Franklin