'Stay!' he cried. 'Where did you buy the horse?'
'In the district of Maloarchangel, at Verhosensky Fair,' answered the Jew.
'Of whom?'
'A Cossack.'
Stay! This Cossack; was he a young man or old?'
'Middle-aged--a steady man.'
'And what was he like? What did he look like? A cunning rascal, I expect?'
'Sure to have been a rascal, your ex-shelency.'
'And, I say, what did he say, this rascal?--had he had the horse long?'
'I recollect he said he'd had it a long while.'