Oh, sir, sir, it makes even me, with all my acknowledged science and experience, shudder to think of the ordeal one undergoes!' 'Indeed,' exclaimed Mr.Puffington, staring, and beginning to think it mightn't be quite so easy as it looked.
'I don't wish, sir, to dissuade you, sir, from the attempt, sir,' continued Mr.Bragg; 'far from it, sir--for he, sir, who never makes an effort, sir, never risks a failure, sir, and in great attempts, sir, 'tis glorious to fail, sir'; Mr.Bragg sawing away at his hat as he spoke, and then sticking the fox-head handle of his whip under his chin.
Puff stood mute for some seconds.
'My Lord Scamperdale,' continued Mr.Bragg, scrutinizing our friend attentively, 'was as likely a man, sir, as ever I see'd, sir, to make an 'untsman, for he had a deal of ret (rat) ketchin' cunnin' about him, and, as I said before, didn't care one dim for his neck, but a more signal disastrous failure was never recognized.

It was quite lamentable to witness his proceeding.' 'How ?' asked Mr.Puffington.
'How, sir ?' repeated Mr.Bragg; 'why, sir, in all wayses.

He had no dog language, to begin with--he had little idea of making a cast--no science, no judgement, no manner--no nothin'-- I'm dim'd if ever I see'd sich a mess as he made.' Puff looked unutterable things.
'He never did no good, in fact, till I fit him with Frostyface.

_I_ taught Frosty,' continued Mr.Bragg.

'He whipped in to me when I 'unted the Duke of Downeybird's 'ounds--nice, 'cute, civil chap he was--of all my pupils--and I've made some first-rate 'untsmen, I'm dim'd if I don't think Frostyface does me about as much credit as any on 'em.