Produced by David Clarke, Martin Pettit and the Online Distributed Proofreading Team at https://www.pgdp.net (This file was produced from images generously made available by The Internet Archive/Canadian Libraries) THE TALKING HORSE ETC. * * * * * THE TALKING HORSE AND OTHER TALES BY F. ANSTEY AUTHOR OF 'VICE VERSA' 'THE GIANT'S ROBE' 'THE PARIAH' ETC. SECOND EDITION LONDON SMITH, ELDER, & CO., 15 WATERLOO PLACE 1892 [_All rights reserved_] PREFACE These stories originally appeared in 'Macmillan's,' 'Longman's,' 'Atalanta,' 'The Cornhill,' 'The Graphic,' 'Aunt Judy's,' 'The Reflector,' and Unwin's 'Christmas Annual,' respectively. F. A. CONTENTS PAGE THE TALKING HORSE 1 THE GOOD LITTLE GIRL 39 A MATTER OF TASTE 72 DON; THE STORY OF A GREEDY DOG 127 TAKEN BY SURPRISE 151 PALEFACE AND REDSKIN 176 SHUT OUT 234 TOMMY'S HERO 250 A CANINE ISHMAEL 274 MARJORY 286 _THE TALKING HORSE_ It was on the way to Sandown Park that I met him first, on that horribly wet July afternoon when Bendigo won the Eclipse Stakes. He sat opposite to me in the train going down, and my attention was first attracted to him by the marked contrast between his appearance and his attire: he had not thought fit to adopt the regulation costume for such occasions, and I think I never saw a man who had made himself more aggressively horsey. The mark of the beast was sprinkled over his linen: he wore snaffle sleeve-links, a hard hunting-hat, a Newmarket coat, and extremely tight trousers. And with all this, he fell as far short of the genuine sportsman as any stage super who ever wore his spurs upside down in a hunting-chorus. His expression was mild and inoffensive, and his watery pale eyes and receding chin gave one the idea that he was hardly to be trusted astride anything more spirited than a gold-headed cane. And yet, somehow, he aroused compassion rather than any sense of the ludicrous: he had that look of shrinking self-effacement which comes of a recent humiliation, and, in spite of all extravagances, he was obviously a gentleman; while something in his manner indicated that his natural tendency would, once at all events, have been to avoid any kind of extremes. He puzzled and interested me so much that I did my best to enter into conversation with him, only to be baffled by the jerky embarrassment with which he met all advances, and when we got out at Esher, curiosity led me to keep him still in view.