It was no wonder, for a more perfect-looking animal could hardly have been conceived.

He was larger than any of the herd, though still under the size of an English horse.

His full chest and prominent eye-balls--his well-bound flanks and quarters--his light cylindrical limbs and small finely-shaped hoofs, showed of what race he was--an Arab of the Andalusian breed--a descendant of the noble steeds that carried the first conquerors of Mexico.

His proportions were what a judge would have pronounced perfect; and Basil, who, in fact, _was_ a judge, had already said so.

He was white all over--white as the mountain-snow.