The Romany Rye: a sequel to "Lavengro"Borrow, George
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The Romany Rye: a sequel to "Lavengro"
Borrow, George
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
behind 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 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 is
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 say that I am either a
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