“It seems you can't find one for the captain among you.”
“Will you give a kiss if I make you out a liar?”
“Sooner than break my arm. Come, you might, Tom. Now is it reasonable, him never to get a ride with her, and that useless lot prancing about with her all day long?”
“Why don't you ride with 'em, capting?”
“I have no horse.”
“I have got a horse for you, sir—master's.”
“That would be taking a liberty.”
“Liberty, sir! no; master would be so pleased if you would but ride him. He told me so.”
“Then saddle him, pray.”
“I have a-saddled him. You had better come in the stable-yard, capting; then you can mount and follow; you will catch them before they reach the Downs.” In another minute David was mounted.