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We
stopped
once
or
twice
on
the
road
,
and
just
as
the
sun
was
going
down
we
reached
the
town
where
we
were
to
spend
the
night
.
We
stopped
at
the
principal
hotel
,
which
was
in
the
market
-
place
;
it
was
a
very
large
one
;
we
drove
under
an
archway
into
a
long
yard
,
at
the
further
end
of
which
were
the
stables
and
coachhouses
.
Two
hostlers
came
to
take
us
out
.
The
head
hostler
was
a
pleasant
,
active
little
man
,
with
a
crooked
leg
,
and
a
yellow
striped
waistcoat
.
I
never
saw
a
man
unbuckle
harness
so
quickly
as
he
did
,
and
with
a
pat
and
a
good
word
he
led
me
to
a
long
stable
,
with
six
or
eight
stalls
in
it
,
and
two
or
three
horses
.
The
other
man
brought
Ginger
;
James
stood
by
while
we
were
rubbed
down
and
cleaned
.
I
never
was
cleaned
so
lightly
and
quickly
as
by
that
little
old
man
.
When
he
had
done
James
stepped
up
and
felt
me
over
,
as
if
he
thought
I
could
not
be
thoroughly
done
,
but
he
found
my
coat
as
clean
and
smooth
as
silk
.
“
Well
,
”
he
said
,
“
I
thought
I
was
pretty
quick
,
and
our
John
quicker
still
,
but
you
do
beat
all
I
ever
saw
for
being
quick
and
thorough
at
the
same
time
.
”
“
Practice
makes
perfect
,
”
said
the
crooked
little
hostler
,
“
and
’
twould
be
a
pity
if
it
didn
’
t
;
forty
years
’
practice
,
and
not
perfect
!
ha
,
ha
!
that
would
be
a
pity
;
and
as
to
being
quick
,
why
,
bless
you
!
that
is
only
a
matter
of
habit
;
if
you
get
into
the
habit
of
being
quick
it
is
just
as
easy
as
being
slow
;
easier
,
I
should
say
;
in
fact
it
don
’
t
agree
with
my
health
to
be
hulking
about
over
a
job
twice
as
long
as
it
need
take
.
Bless
you
!
I
couldn
’
t
whistle
if
I
crawled
over
my
work
as
some
folks
do
!
You
see
,
I
have
been
about
horses
ever
since
I
was
twelve
years
old
,
in
hunting
stables
,
and
racing
stables
;
and
being
small
,
ye
see
,
I
was
jockey
for
several
years
;
but
at
the
Goodwood
,
ye
see
,
the
turf
was
very
slippery
and
my
poor
Larkspur
got
a
fall
,
and
I
broke
my
knee
,
and
so
of
course
I
was
of
no
more
use
there
.
But
I
could
not
live
without
horses
,
of
course
I
couldn
’
t
,
so
I
took
to
the
hotels
.
And
I
can
tell
ye
it
is
a
downright
pleasure
to
handle
an
animal
like
this
,
well
-
bred
,
well
-
mannered
,
well
-
cared
-
for
;
bless
ye
!
I
can
tell
how
a
horse
is
treated
.
Give
me
the
handling
of
a
horse
for
twenty
minutes
,
and
I
’
ll
tell
you
what
sort
of
a
groom
he
has
had
.
Look
at
this
one
,
pleasant
,
quiet
,
turns
about
just
as
you
want
him
,
holds
up
his
feet
to
be
cleaned
out
,
or
anything
else
you
please
to
wish
;
then
you
’
ll
find
another
fidgety
,
fretty
,
won
’
t
move
the
right
way
,
or
starts
across
the
stall
,
tosses
up
his
head
as
soon
as
you
come
near
him
,
lays
his
ears
,
and
seems
afraid
of
you
;
or
else
squares
about
at
you
with
his
heels
.
Poor
things
!
I
know
what
sort
of
treatment
they
have
had
.
If
they
are
timid
it
makes
them
start
or
shy
;
if
they
are
high
-
mettled
it
makes
them
vicious
or
dangerous
;
their
tempers
are
mostly
made
when
they
are
young
.
Bless
you
!
they
are
like
children
,
train
’
em
up
in
the
way
they
should
go
,
as
the
good
book
says
,
and
when
they
are
old
they
will
not
depart
from
it
,
if
they
have
a
chance
.
”
“
I
like
to
hear
you
talk
,
”
said
James
,
“
that
’
s
the
way
we
lay
it
down
at
home
,
at
our
master
’
s
.
”
“
Who
is
your
master
,
young
man
?
if
it
be
a
proper
question
.
I
should
judge
he
is
a
good
one
,
from
what
I
see
.
”
“
He
is
Squire
Gordon
,
of
Birtwick
Park
,
the
other
side
the
Beacon
Hills
,
”
said
James
.
“
Ah
!
so
,
so
,
I
have
heard
tell
of
him
;
fine
judge
of
horses
,
ain
’
t
he
?
the
best
rider
in
the
county
.
”
“
I
believe
he
is
,
”
said
James
,
“
but
he
rides
very
little
now
,
since
the
poor
young
master
was
killed
.
”
