"Because I was riding a pulling horse. I'll back him to be the biggest leaper and the quickest horse in Herefordshire."
"I dare say,—though for the matter of that the chances are very much against it. But a man shouldn't ride so as to have those things said of him."
"What is a fellow to do if he can't hold a horse?"
"Get off him."
"That's nonsense, John!"
"No, it's not. You know what I mean very well. If I were to lose half my property to-morrow, don't you think it would cut me up a good deal?"
"It would me, I know."
"But what would you think of me if I howled about it?"
"Do I howl?" asked Arthur angrily.
"Every man howls who is driven out of his ordinary course by any trouble. A man howls if he goes about frowning always."