One fellow, in particular, with a red waistcoat, the son of a wealthy farmer, said that if he had but known that the horse had been so good a one, he would have bought it at the first price asked for it, which he was now willing to pay, that is to-morrow, supposing--"supposing your father will let you have the money," said the landlord, "which, after all, might not be the case; but, however that may be, it is too late now.

I think myself the horse has been sold for too little money, but if so, all the better for the young man who came forward when no other body did with his money in his hand.

There, take yourselves out of my bar," said he to the fellows; "and a pretty scoundrel you," said he to the man of the red waistcoat, "to say the horse has been sold too cheap, why, it was only yesterday you said he was good for nothing, and were passing all kinds of jokes at him.

Take yourself out of my bar, I say, you and all of you," and he turned the fellows out.

I then asked the landlord whether he would permit the horse to remain in the stable for a short time, provided I paid for his entertainment; and on his willingly consenting, I treated my friends with ale, and then returned with them to the encampment.
That evening I informed Mr.Petulengro and his party that on the morrow I intended to mount my horse and leave that part of the country in quest of adventures; inquiring of Jasper where, in the event of my selling the horse advantageously, I might meet with him, and repay the money I had borrowed of him; whereupon Mr.Petulengro informed me that in about ten weeks I might find him at a certain place at the Chong gav.