“Yes; just come away.”
“Well, what’s he like with a horse?”
“Tip-top,” replied Wyatt—“for a beginner.”
“Then you think we shall make something of him?”
“Not a doubt about it.”
“They are going to bring out Burnouse this morning, so that I may come to some decision about whether it shall be sold. Will you buy it?”
“Can’t afford another, my dear boy. Why don’t you?”
“I’m in the same position. The horse is quite impossible for that boy?”
“Oh, yes; it would be murder to put him on it.”
“Then the horse must go and be sold. It’s a pity, too, for he’s a splendid creature.”