p. Nothing like good ones—big ones—and plenty of ’em! Look at him now; he’s getting better every moment.”
Without subscribing entirely to this statement, 杭州spa荤 Mr. Sawyer humbly asked his new friend if he himself was very strong in horses?
“Not very,” was the reply. “I’ve got eleven, however, at my place, which I shall be very happy to show you whenever you like to come over. Every one of them up to more than your weight,” he added, casting his eye over Mr. Sawyer’s much-bemired figure. “I shall be happy to give you a mount on any one of them you fancy; and you will know them better than I can tell you.”
Our friend was penetrated 杭州西湖阁最新 with gratitude. Visions stole over him of an eligible acquaintance, that would soon ripen into friendship, with this most affable
of peers; of a charming country-house, agreeable women, billiards, music, dry champagne, and flirtation—himself an honoured guest; of an introduction, perhaps, through his noble ally, into the best London society and everything that he had always thought most desirable, but hitherto considered beyond his reach. “Doubtless,” reasoned Mr. Sawyer, “he has remarked my riding, and taken a fancy to me. On further observation, he finds my manners are those of a perfect gentleman; and he is determined we shall become friends. How lucky Hotspur was so beat that I came in here!”
Accordingly, he thanked his new acquaintance with considerable empressement, and assured him that “he should take the first 杭州spa信息 opportunity of taxing his hospitality.”
The unknown looked a little astonished. “Well,” he replied, “if you don’t mind roughing it a bit, I dare say I can find room for you, even in my little crib; but you can see the horses out hunting, and ride them too, just the same.”
“How considerate these noblemen are!” thought Mr. Sawyer, “and how playful! I dare say his ‘little crib,’ as he calls it, is three times the size of The Grange. But he insists on mounting me, all the same.” So he thanked him once more, and proposed that, as it was dark, and the horses were somewhat recovered, they should endeavour to make their way home.
“When will you come?” asked the unknown, as they emerged into the open air—both horses coughing, one lame before, and the other all round. “I’ve a bay that would carry you admirably, and a brown, and indeed,杭州品茶资源 a chestnut that you would like. I’d take five hundred for the three; and they’re so perfect, a child might ride them.”
“What a cordial, good fellow!” thought Mr. Sawyer again. “He wishes me to enjoy my visit, and ride his horses with thorough confidence; so he tells me of their great value and perfect tuition. I have indeed ‘lit upon my legs,’ as the saying is.” “Thank you,” he replied aloud. “My time is my own; and I will pay you a visit whenever it is perfectly convenient 杭州夜网最新地址 to you to receive me. My name is Sawyer; and I am staying at Harborough. Perhaps you will kindly write and let me know.”
“Very well, sir,” answered
the other, muttering something about “business,” but touch