'You are quite mistaken in supposing that I ever insinuated anything against _you_ with regard to the horse. I said _he_ was a beast, and it seems Lord Bullfrog admits it. However, never mind anything more about him, though I am equally obliged to you for the trouble you have taken. The fact is, I have parted with him. 'We are having capital sport; never go out but we kill, sometimes a brace, sometimes a leash of foxes. Hoping you are recovered from the effects of your ride through the window, and will soon rejoin us, believe me, dear Mr. Sponge,' 'Yours very sincerely, 'W. WAFFLES.' To which Mr. Sponge shortly after rejoined as follows: 'BANTAM HOTEL, BOND STREET. 'DEAR WAFFLES, 'Yours to hand--I am glad to receive a disclaimer of any unworthy imputations respecting the brown horse. Such insinuations are only for horse-dealers, not for men of high gentlemanly feeling. 'I am sorry to say we have not got out of the horse as I hoped. Lord Bullfrog, who is a most cantankerous fellow, insists upon having him back, according to the terms of my letter; I must therefore trouble you to hunt him up, and let us accommodate his lordship with him again. If you will say where he is, I may very likely know some one who can assist us in getting him. You will excuse this trouble, I hope, considering that it was to serve you that I moved in the matter, and insisted on returning him to his lordship, at a loss of L50 to myself, having only given L250 for him.' 'I remain, dear Waffles, 'Yours sincerely, 'H. SPONGE.' 'To W. WAFFLES, Esq., 'Imperial Hotel, Laverick Wells.' 'LAVERICK WELLS. 'DEAR SPONGE, 'I'm afraid Bullfrog will have to make himself happy without his horse, for I hav'n't the slightest idea where he is. I sold him to a cockneyfied, countryfied sort of a man, who said he had a small "hindependence of his own"--somewhere, I believe, about London. He didn't give much for him, as you may suppose, when I tell you he paid for him chiefly in silver. If I were you, I wouldn't trouble myself about him.' 'Yours very truly, 'W. WAFFLES. 'To H. SPONGE, Esq.' Our hero addressed Mr. Waffles again, in the course of a few days, as follows: 'DEAR WAFFLES, 'I am sorry to say Bullfrog won't be put off without the horse. He says I insisted on his taking him back, and now he insists on having him. I have had his lawyer, Mr. Chousam, of the great firm of Chousam, Doem, and Co., of Throgmorton Street, at me, who says his lordship will play old gooseberry with us if we don't return him by Saturday. Pray put on all steam, and look him up.' 'Yours in haste, 'H. SPONGE. 'To W. WAFFLES, Esq.'