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“
I
wouldn
’
t
have
him
in
a
present
,
sir
.
I
don
’
t
like
him
.
And
I
wouldn
’
t
drive
a
horse
that
I
didn
’
t
like
—
no
,
not
for
gold
.
It
can
’
t
come
to
good
where
there
’
s
no
love
between
’
em
.
”
“
Just
bring
out
your
own
horse
,
and
let
me
see
what
sort
of
a
pair
they
’
d
make
.
”
Joseph
laughed
rather
bitterly
as
he
went
to
fetch
Diamond
.
When
the
two
were
placed
side
by
side
,
Mr
.
Raymond
could
hardly
keep
his
countenance
,
but
from
a
mingling
of
feelings
.
Beside
the
great
,
red
,
round
barrel
,
Ruby
,
all
body
and
no
legs
,
Diamond
looked
like
a
clothes
-
horse
with
a
skin
thrown
over
it
.
There
was
hardly
a
spot
of
him
where
you
could
not
descry
some
sign
of
a
bone
underneath
.
Gaunt
and
grim
and
weary
he
stood
,
kissing
his
master
,
and
heeding
no
one
else
.
“
You
haven
’
t
been
using
him
well
,
”
said
Mr
.
Raymond
.
“
I
must
say
,
”
returned
Joseph
,
throwing
an
arm
round
his
horse
’
s
neck
,
“
that
the
remark
had
better
have
been
spared
,
sir
.
The
horse
is
worth
three
of
the
other
now
.
”
“
I
don
’
t
think
so
.
I
think
they
make
a
very
nice
pair
.
If
the
one
’
s
too
fat
,
the
other
’
s
too
lean
—
so
that
’
s
all
right
.
And
if
you
won
’
t
buy
my
Ruby
,
I
must
buy
your
Diamond
.
”
“
Thank
you
,
sir
,
”
said
Joseph
,
in
a
tone
implying
anything
but
thanks
.
“
You
don
’
t
seem
to
like
the
proposal
,
”
said
Mr
.
Raymond
.
“
I
don
’
t
,
”
returned
Joseph
.
