"Then I'll make another hoss stretch out and do." "Can't be done.

Doone's hoss is a marvel.

Nothing else about here can touch him, and he's the only one that can make the trip around the mountain, inside of three hours.

You'd kill another hoss trying to do it, what with your weight." The stranger groaned again and struck his knuckles against his forehead.

"But why can't I get the hoss?
Is Doone out of town with it ?" "The hoss ain't out of town, but Doone is." The traveler clenched his fists.