'Isn't it!' exclaimed he, rubbing his hands heartily together. 'Isn't it!' repeated he, adding, 'that's what I call a clipper.'
'Why do you call it so?' asked she.
'Oh, I don't mean that clipper is its name,' replied he; 'indeed, we call her Cherry Bounce in the stable—but she's what they call a clipper—a good 'un to go, you know,' continued he, staring at the fair speaker through his great, formidable spectacles.
We believe there is nothing frightens a woman so much as staring at her through spectacles. A barrister in barnacles is a far more formidable cross-examiner than one without. But, to his lordship's back.
'Will he eat bread out of your hand?' asked Amelia, adding, 'I should so like a horse that would eat bread out of my hand.'
'Oh yes; or cheese either,' replied his lordship, who was a bit of a wag, and as likely to try a horse with one as the other.
'Oh, how delightful! what a charming horse!' exclaimed Amelia, turning her fine eyes up to the ceiling.
'Are you fond of horses?' asked his lordship, smacking one hand against the other, making a noise like the report of a pistol.
'Oh, so fond!' exclaimed Amelia, with a start; for she hadn't got through her favourite, and, as she thought, most attractive attitude.
'Well, now, that's nice,' said his lordship, giving his other hand a similar bang, adding, 'I like a woman that's fond of horses.'