82 OCCASIONAL HAPPY THOUGHTS. 



Fourthly. Shall he put up the price ? 



This occupies his mind while he is putting his hand up to 

 his ear, and shaking his head, to imply that he can't make 

 out what I'm saying. 



What I have been saying is, simply, '• Here we are about 

 the horse." 



Of course he ought to knov/, at once, what we've come for. 

 He docs. 



He decides on risking it, and. orders Squinting Tom — 

 \Happy Thought. — Good title for something — Sqiiiiiiing 

 Tom of Coventry. Note for Christmas Book] — to " fetch out 

 the little mare." 



'' Fine morning, IMr. Clumber," says Trott, pleasantly. 



"Hey?" returns Clumber, putting his hand to his right 

 ear. 



Trott takes the hint, goes round Clumber, and arrives at 

 his left ear. 



Good idea this of Trott's. Can't both be deaf. 



This strategic movement so takes Clumber by surprise 

 that when Trott says, always most pleasantly, 



" We've come over to have a look at this little mare of 

 yours," Clumber replies instantly, 



"Ah, yes. Well you'll like her. She's first-rate." 



Another notion has now evidently struck Clumber. It is, 

 as a sort of 



Happy Thought.— QqX the better of Trott somehow. 



Clumber brightens up. 



"You've had a longish drive,'' he says. "Won't }'0u take 



