"You playing truant too—eh? Well, why not? 'Tis too fine a day for work, perhaps."
"So it is, then. Even your old blind pony knows that."
"Only blind the near side," he answered. "He can see more with one eye than many humans can with both."
"What's his name, please?"
"I don't know. Never gave him one."
They walked a little way forward, while Rupert stopped behind and spoke to his cousin Mark.
"So you like that boy very much—eh?" said the old man drily and suddenly to Milly.
She coloured up and nodded.
"Nonsense and foolery!"
"If 'tis, I wouldn't exchange it for your sense, Mr. Baskerville."