My agent here informs me that you ask one hundred and fifty pounds, which I cannot think of giving--the horse is a showy horse, but look, my dear sir, he has a defect here, and there in his near fore leg I observe something which looks very like a splint--yes, upon my credit," said he, touching the animal, "he has a splint, or something which will end in one.

A hundred and fifty pounds, sir! what could have induced you ever to ask anything like that for this animal?
I protest that, in my time, I have frequently bought a better for.

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Who are you, sir?
I am in treaty for this horse," said he to a man who had come up whilst he was talking, and was now looking into the horse's mouth.