I will just take the poor old man home, and send for a surgeon.

I shall not be long." "So like you, Beaufort: the best fellow in the world!" said Mr.Watson, with some emotion.

"And there's Marsden positively, dismounted, and looking at his horse's knees as if they could be hurt! Here's a sovereign for you, my man." "And here's another," said Sir Harry; "so that's settled.

Well, you will join us, Beaufort?
You see the yard yonder.

We'll wait twenty minutes for you.