A hundred and fifty pounds, sir!
what could have induced you ever to ask anything like that for this
animal? I protest that, in my time, I have frequently bought a
better for-- Who are you, sir? I am in treaty for this horse,"
said he to a man who had come up whilst he was talking, and was now
looking into the horse's mouth. "Who am I?" said the man, still
looking into the horse's mouth; "who am I? his lordship asks me.
Ah, I see, close on five," said he, releasing the horse's jaws, and
looking at me. This new corner was a thin, wiry-made individual,
with wiry curling brown hair; his face was dark, and wore an arch
and somewhat roguish expression; upon one of his eyes was a kind of
speck or beam; he might be about forty, wore a green jockey coat,
and held in his hand a black riding whip, with a knob of silver
wire. As I gazed upon his countenance, it brought powerfully to my
mind the face which, by the light of the candle, I had seen staring
over me on the preceding night, when lying in bed and half asleep.
Close beside him, and seemingly in his company, stood an
exceedingly tall figure, that of a youth, seemingly about one-and-
twenty, dressed in a handsome riding dress, and wearing on his head
a singular hat, green in colour, and with a very high peak.
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