ARMSTRONG.
Bless me, haven’t I told you? I sold old Dapple to a chap in London.
MARGERY [reproachfully]
You sold old Dapple?
ARMSTRONG.
She’s too good for hereabouts. True, she’s a splint on the off leg, but what’s a splint? I sold her without warranty, and buyer took her with all faults, just as she stood.
MARGERY.
Well, dad?
ARMSTRONG.