"You wish to go and see her?"
"I will go this day!"
"Good! take half of my horse."
"Half?"
"Ride behind."
"Hum!"
"Come, my dear fellow, don't be bashful. He's a beautiful steed—look there, through the window."
"I see him—but think of the figure we would cut."
"Two sons of Aymon!" laughed Ralph.
"I understand: of Jupiter Ammon," said Jinks; "but my legs, sir—my legs?"