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"It dis," said Pompey, trying to look very grave; "Massa Rochford found out whar de young missie is stayin'. He talk to her, an' she ready to come. Massa Rochford say if he had 'osses he bring her 'way, but oderwise he fear dey bof get caught; so he stop in a wood not far from deir lodges, whar no Indians find him.
The old screw drew me for four shillings one day for my leaders, two each way, so, says I, 'My covey, if you don't draw it a little milder, I'll send my 'osses from the stable through my friend Sir William Jolliffe's fields to the other side of your shop, and as he wouldn't, you see here they are, and he gets nothing."
"'Osses is 'ealthy, I am thankful to say," replied the groom gravely, "and lookin', too, pretty nigh as I could wish, now they've done breakin' with their coats.
Well, it war jest there that Langabilile and Colenso, they takes the bits in their teeth, those 'osses do, and they sets off their own pace and their own way. Jim Stanway, he puts his brake down hard and his foot upon the reins, but, Lord love you! them beasts would ha' pulled his arms and legs both off afore they'd give in.
"Oh, indeed, Reginald?" said Lady Warburton in a rather queer voice, and I saw the corners of her high, thin nose quiver strangely. "Beggin' your pardon, ma' am," said Peter at this moment, touching his cap, "I don't know much about boats, my line bein' 'osses, but I do think as this 'ere boat is a-goin' to sink."
"Stiff sort of woman hout with it, sir, you'll not 'urt my feelins. I didn't marry Jemimar for her beauty, no, nor yet for her money nor her youth, for she aint young, sir older than myself a long way. I took her for her worth, sir, her sterlin' qualities. You know, sir, as well as I do, that it aint the fattest an' youngest 'osses as is the best.
"Time was I've zeed vifteen pair o' 'osses go out of this 'ere yard in vour-and-twenty hour; and now there be'ant vifteen, no, not ten, in vour-and-twenty days! There was the duik not this 'un; he be'ant no gude; but this 'un's vather why, when he'd come down the road, the cattle did be a-going, vour days an eend.
"Yes, Cap'en." "You're going to ride a horse." "A wot?" roared Chipmunk. "A thing on four legs, that kicks like hell." "Wotever for? I ain't never ridden no 'osses." "You're going to learn, you unmilitary-looking, worm-eaten scab. You've got to be a ruddy soldier." "Gorblime!" said Chipmunk, "that's the first I 'eard of it. A 'oss soldier? You're not kiddin', are you, Cap'en?" "Certainly not."
The remark was received with laughter, and, excited by his success, the Demon threw his arms round Esther, and seizing her hands, said, "Now yer a jest beginning to get through yer 'osses, and when you get on a level " But the Demon, in his hungry merriment, had bestowed no thought of finding a temper in such a staid little girl, and a sound box on the ear threw him backwards into his seat surprised and howling.
So 's arternoon, as we was passing the end o' the street, I sez to m'lud, I sez, 'Won't your Ludship jest pop your nob round the corner and squint your peepers at the 'osses? I sez. So 'e laughs, easy like, and in we pops. And the first thing we see was your 'ead groom, Mr.
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