After breakfust, as they called it, Price an' I went out onto the verandy an' had some coffee, an' smoked an' talked fer an hour or so, an' then he got up an' excused himself to write a letter.

'You may like to look at the papers awhile,' he says.
'I've ordered the hosses at five, an' if you like I'll show you 'round a little.' "'Won't your wife be wantin' 'em ?' I says.
"'No, I guess she'll git along,' he says, kind o' smilin'.
"'All right,' I says, 'don't mind me.' An' so at five up come the hosses an' the two fellers in uniform an' all.

I was lookin' the hosses over when Price come out.

'Wa'al, what do you think of 'em ?' he says.
"'Likely pair,' I says, goin' over an' examinin' the nigh one's feet an' legs.

'Sore forr'ed ?' I says, lookin' up at the driver.
"'A trifle, sir,' he says, touchin' his hat.
"'What's that ?' says Price, comin' up an' examinin' the critter's face an' head.