L., 'The Gables.' Chiswick." "There," said Mr.Lenox, as he read it out, "that's as clear as crystal.

No one can misunderstand that." But, as a matter of fact, people will misunderstand anything; for on the day the advertisement appeared quite a number of men called at "The Gables," all leading horses of every size and colour.

Kink was kept busy in getting rid of them, but one man succeeded in finding Robert unattended, and did all he could to persuade him that a pair of small skew-bald ponies such as he had brought with him would be far more useful in a caravan than one large cart-horse.
"Run in and tell your father that, old sport," said he.

"Tell him I've got a pair of skews here as will do him credit, and he shall have the two for twenty pounds." "No, no," said Robert; "they're no use at all.

We advertised for one large, strong white horse." Mr.Crawley was coming away from the house at this moment, and the man tackled him.
"Have the pair, mister," said the man.