Adventure stories; England -- Fiction; Romanies -- Fiction
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. "What do you ask for this horse?"
said he of the green coat, winking at me with the eye which had a beam in
it, whilst the other shone and sparkled like Mrs. Colonel W-'s Golconda
diamond. "Who are you, sir, I demand once more?" said he of the hungry
look. "Who am I? why, who should I be but Jack Dale, who buys horses for
himself and other folk; I want one at present for this short young
gentleman," said he, motioning with his finger to the gigantic youth.
"Well, sir," said the other, "and what business have you to interfere
between me and any purchase I may be disposed to make?" "Well, then,"
said the other, "be quick and purchase the horse, or, perhaps, I may."
"Do you think I am to be dictated to by a fellow of your description?"
said his lordship, "begone, or--" "What do you ask for this horse?" said
the other to me, very coolly. "A hundred and fifty," said I. "I
shouldn't mind giving it to you," said he. "You will do no such thing,"
said his lordship, speaking so fast that he almost stuttered. "Sir,"
said he to me, "I must give you what you ask; Symmonds, take possession
of the animal for me," said he to the other jockey who attended him. "You
will please to do no such thing without my consent," said I, "I have not
sold him." "I have this moment told you that I will give you the price
you demand," said his lordship; "is not that sufficient?" "No," said I,
"there is a proper manner of doing everything--had you come forward in a
manly and gentlemanly manner to purchase the horse, I should have been
happy to sell him to you, but after all the fault you have found with
him, I would not sell him to you at any price, so send your friend to
find up another." "You behave in this manner, I suppose," said his
lordship, "because this fellow has expressed a willingness to come to
your terms. I would advise you to be cautious how you trust the animal
in his hands; I think I have seen him before, and could tell you--" "What
can you tell of me?" said the other, going up to him; "except that I have
been a poor dicky-boy, and that now I am a dealer in horses, and that my
father was lagged; that's all you could tell of me, and that I don't mind
telling myself: but there are two things they can't say of me, they can't
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