CHAPTER XV. 



STILL ENGAGED WITH MR. JARVIS ABOUT THE HORSE. 



HERE seems to me to be an air of depression 

 about the cob. Perhaps he's shy, and doesn't 

 Hke being exhibited in the pubhc road. 



Jarvis's legs form an isosceles triangle (on 

 their own account, he having nothing to do with it), his 

 hands thrust themselves (under Jarvis's direction here, as 

 being nearer the head) into his trowsers pockets, so as to 

 rumple up the waistcoat on each side, and Jarvis's head 

 drops down towards the left shoulder, as though there were 

 a strong wind blowing at his right ear. He looks critical: 

 he looks knowing. In spite of his nautical straw hat, he 

 has nothing whatever of the sailor about him now. Even 

 his whiskers, which, under another aspect, did convey some- 

 thing of the mariner to my mind, now suggest more of the 

 Barrister. 



Imagine at this moment Jarvis in a white wig and bands, 

 and his photograph would do for ten out of fifteen barristers. 

 He has no moustache ; and I do not believe in a Barrister 

 with a moustache. I don't think that moustachios should 

 be worn by either Barristers, Anglican Clergymen, or Milk- 



