Midnight
It was very strange to be speeding along in such a luxurious manner , with a horse travelling like the wind , and a big jolly man holding the reins . He said nothing , but kept his eye fixed upon Midnight , his admiration steadily increasing . He would like to own a horse like that , and down in his heart he determined to have one some day -- his very own . `` What do you think of Midnight , lad ? '' asked the parson , noticing Dan 's admiring gaze . `` Great ! '' was the reply .