human
Do you really think so, Roper?
gpt
Think so! I know it, replied the dragoon.
human
Never while you live trust yourself to the tender mercies of a livery stable. It's a wegular maxim in the army. Pray, are you a good rider?
gpt
Pretty--fairish--tolerable. That is, I _can_ ride.
human
Ah! I see--want of practice merely--eh?
gpt
Just so.
human
Well, then, it's a lucky thing that I've seen you. I have just the sort of animal you want--a wegular-bred horse, sound as a roach, quiet as a lamb, and quite up to the cavalry movements. Masaniello will suit your weight to an ounce, and you shall have him for seventy guineas.
gpt
That's a very long price, Roper!
human
For Masaniello? I assure you he's as cheap as dirt. I would not sell him for twice the sum: only, you see, we are limited in our number, and my father insists upon my keeping other two which he bred himself. If you like to enter Masaniello for the races, I'll insure your winning the cup.
gpt
Oh do, Mr M'Whirter, take Mr Roper's advice! said Edith.
human
Masaniello is such a pretty creature, and so quiet! And then, after the week is over, you know you can come and ride with us.
gpt
Won't you take sixty, Roper?
human
Not a penny less than seventy,
gpt
Well, then, I shall take him at that Pounds?
human
Guineas. Call down to-morrow forenoon at Piershill, and you shall have delivery. Now, Miss Bogle, what do you say to a canter on the sands?