She was sticking her nose toward Leon, whinnying softly, as she lifted one foot, and if Laddie hadn't backed her, she would have walked right into the dining-room.
"Come on, Weiscope, she's yours!" said Laddie.

"Take her to the barn, and put her in one of the cow stalls, until we fix a place for her." Leon crossed the room, but he never touched the horse.

He threw his arms around Laddie's neck.
"Son! Son! Haven't you let your feelings run away with you?
What does this mean ?" asked father sternly.
"There's nothing remarkable in a big six-footer like me buying a horse," said Laddie.

"I expect to purchase a number soon, and without a cent to pay, in the bargain.

I contracted to give five hundred dollars for this mare.