“I can leap him over a six-foot wall,” said I.
“Over a wall, and what more, agrah?”
“Nothing more,” said I; “what more would you have?”
“Can you do this, agrah?” said the smith; and he uttered a word which I had never heard before, in a sharp pungent tone. The effect upon myself was somewhat extraordinary, a strange thrill ran through me; but with regard to the cob it was terrible; the animal forthwith became like one mad, and reared and kicked with the utmost desperation.
“Can you do that, agrah?” said the smith.
“What is it?” said I, retreating; “I never saw the horse so before.”
“Go between his legs, agrah,” said the smith, “his hinder legs;” and he again showed his fang.
“I dare not,” said I; “he would kill me.”
“He would kill ye! and how do ye know that, agrah?”
“I feel he would,” said I; “something tells me so.”