Do you falter?
Whetstone.
No; I’ll have what I want. You remember the bay colt that cost me five thousand dollars? People thought I was a fool, but I wasn’t.
Bluegrass.
You were a horse diplomat.
Whetstone.
Exactly. I saw points, and now the colt has a great record. I see points about that girl Violet that no one else sees. She’s an extraordinary girl, a thoroughbred, and I’ll back my judgment with my money.
Bluegrass.
What if she don’t take kindly to you?
Whetstone.