CHAPTER XX. 



ALL THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN BUYING AND SELLING. 



AVING bought Trott's horse, I find that he 

 won't cross a bridge ; that he won't pass a 

 cart ; that he has a predilection for turning 

 down any opening on the left, and starting off 

 on his own account ; that, (though quiet), he is dreadfully 

 nervous, which makes me nervous ; that he is frightened to 

 death of a train, of cows, of a baker, of a perambulator ; that 

 he has (though perfectly quiet) a playful way of running 

 Murgle, my man, into a corner, and butting at him ; that 

 (though docile as a lamb) he doesn't like being saddled, 

 hates being bridled, and there's a difficulty about getting 

 him out of the stable and the stable-yard. Twice, with 

 Murgle on his back, who has started to exercise him, does 

 he return on his own responsibility, refusing, (always quietly 

 and steadily, — being quite " the gentleman's horse ") — to go 

 any further than he thought fit. Whip, spur, kindness — 

 nothing affects him. He is invariably polite, so to speak, 

 shaking his head at the corner of a road, and negativing any 

 idea of progression. 



After a week, he firmly, but always courteously, refuses to 

 go more than a hundred yards from the stable-gate. At a 



