How fast did ye say he could run ?" Marian laid an arm around the shoulders of the old lady in a slat sunbonnet and patted her arm while she answered.
"Well, he beat everything in the country, so they refused to race against him, until Bud came with his horses," she replied.

"It took Sunfish to outrun him.

He 's terribly fast, Mr.Birnie.

I--really, I think he could beat the world's record--if Bud rode him!" Just here you should picture Ed and Jerry with their hands over their mouths, and Bud wanting to hide his face with his hat.
Bob Birnie's beard behaved oddly for a minute, while he leaned and stroked Boise's flat forelegs, that told of speed.

"Wee-ll," he hesitated, soft-heartedness battling with the horse-buyer's keenness, "since Bud is na ere to ride him, he'll make a good horse for the roundup.