[The Romany Rye by George Borrow]@TWC D-Link bookThe Romany Rye CHAPTER XXXVII 8/15
His forehead, if not high, was exceedingly narrow; his eyes were brown, with a rat-like glare in them; the nose was rather long, and the mouth very wide; the cheekbones high, and the cheeks, as to hue and consistency, exhibiting very much the appearance of a withered red apple; there was a gaunt expression of hunger in the whole countenance.
He had scarcely glanced at the horse, when, drawing in his cheeks, he thrust out his lips very much after the manner of a baboon when he sees a piece of sugar held out towards him.
"Is this horse yours ?" said he, suddenly turning towards me, with a kind of smirk.
"It's my horse," said I; "are you the person who wishes to make an honest penny by it ?" "How ?" said he, drawing up his head with a very consequential look, and speaking with a very haughty tone; "what do you mean ?" We looked at each other full in the face; after a few moments, the muscles of the mouth of him of the hungry look began to move violently, the face was puckered into innumerable wrinkles, and the eyes became half closed.
"Well," said I, "have you ever seen me before? I suppose you are asking yourself that question." "Excuse me, sir," said he, dropping his lofty look, and speaking in a very subdued and civil tone, "I have never had the honour of seeing you before, that is"-- said he, slightly glancing at me again, and again moving the muscles of his mouth, "no, I have never seen you before," he added, making me a bow, "I have never had that pleasure; my business with you at present, is to inquire the lowest price you are willing to take for this horse.
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