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I explained to him that "that chap Lome" 

 had made himself ridiculous forever at the 



Queen's Jubilee. Then, as T did not 



know, I told him how the marquis had in- 

 sisted on riding in the procession upon a 

 horse, against which the Prince of Wales, 

 aware of the tame extent of his horseman- 

 ship, had warned him. In the middle of the 

 pageant, the Queen in her carriage, the 

 crowned heads of Europe escorting her on 

 horseback, and the whole world looking on 

 at this picturesque moment, Lome fell off. I 

 was not sure that T felt fully how inap- 

 propriate a time this was for a marquis to 

 tumble from his steed. 



"I believe the Queen sent somebody," I 

 continued. 



" Where?" said T . 



"To him. She probably called the nearest 

 king and said: * Frederick, Lome's off. Go 

 and see if he 's hurt.'" 



"'And if he ain't hurt, hurt him'" said 

 T , completing her Majesty's thought. 



This second billy seemed to me twice the 

 size of a domestic goat. He was certainly 

 twice the weight. His hide alone weighed 



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