Midnight
He slipped the bit out of Midnight 's mouth , pushing the headstall back on the sleek black neck by way of lead rope , and they strode away to the water pen , side by side . When they came back a nose-bag , full of corn , stood ready near the fire . Pete hung this on Midnight 's head . Midnight munched contentedly , with half-closed eyes , and Pete turned to the fire . `` Was I kidding myself ? '' he inquired . `` Or did somebody mention the name of grub ? ''