MY QUEST OF THE ARAB HORSE 



legs, the same general character of hind quar- 

 ters, and the same very "racy" appearance 

 throughout. 



We dressed and walked to where the two 

 were standing on a plot of grass about 

 twenty feet square. There was much delay in 

 getting the colt. Haffez, the wisest old horse- 

 trader of the desert, thought it was not best 

 to buy him too quickly. He and the Bedouin 

 had agreed closely enough to a price to make 

 the final arrangement an easy matter; still he 

 thought it would be policy not to hurry the 

 deal. He wanted to wait; not that it would 

 make any difference in the eventual price of 

 the colt, but it would make it easier to buy an- 

 other colt, a yearling and a full brother of the 

 one in question. Moreover, in case we wanted 

 to bargain for the mare, the effect of an hour's 

 delay might mean something notable in the 

 matter of price. 



After all there is a fascination about this 

 oriental bargaining. Arabs will never set a 

 price on their horse. Unless your price suits 

 him he will lead his horse away, nor will the 

 desert Bedouin under any condition tell a lie 

 about his horse's breeding. 



After breakfast the Bedouin was brought 



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