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"Why, you said just now his orse than mine," said Fred, more

irritable than usual

"I said a lie, then," said Mr Bae, emphatically "There wasn't

a penny to choose between 'em"

Fred spurred his horse, and they trotted on a little way When they

slackened again, Mr Bae said--

"Not but what the roan was a better trotter than yours"

"I'm quite satisfied with his paces, I know," said Fred, who required

all the consciousness of being in gay company to support him; "I say

his trot is an uncommonly clean one, eh, Horrock?"

Mr Horrock looked before him with as coreat enuine opinion; but on

reflection he saw that Bae's depreciation and Horrock's silence

were both virtually encouraging, and indicated that they thought better

of the horse than they chose to say

That very evening, indeed, before the fair had set in, Fred thought he

saw a favorable opening for disposing advantageously of his horse, but

an opening whichwith hi fare, came into the Red Lion, and entered into conversation

about parting with a hunter, which he introduced at once as Dia that it was a public character For himself he only wanted a

useful hack, which would draw upon occasion; being about toThe hunter was in a friend's stable at soentlemen to see it before dark

The friend's stable had to be reached through a back street where you

s as in any

griainst

disgust by brandy, as his co at

last seen the horse that would enable hih to lead hi He felt sure that if he did not coe would; for the stress of

circu hie had run down