That taking of brushes of which we used to hear is a little out of fashion; but if such honour were due to any one it was due to Vavasor, for he and he only had ridden the hunt throughout.
But he claimed no honour, and none was specially given to him.

He and Maxwell rode homewards together, having sent assistance to poor Burgo Fitzgerald; and as they went along the road, saying but little to each other, Maxwell, in a very indifferent voice, asked him a question.
"What do you want for that horse, Vavasor ?" "A hundred and fifty," said Vavasor.
"He's mine," said Maxwell.

So the brown horse was sold for about half his value, because he had brought with him a bad character..