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going, I saw him, as he came towards the rails I have 

 mentioned, touch his horse with the spur, and in a 

 moment he was over them, one after another, the horse 

 doing it pretty much in his stride, and as he came 

 past George Carter and myself, having finished this 

 circus performance, he pulled up suddenly and out 

 came — 



" Good morning. Carter ; glad to see you out again, 

 old man." 



My poor old friend's face was a caution ; the stern 

 look was on in a moment as he returned — 



" Good morning, sir. " 



" Nice fencer, ain't he ? " continued Mr. Popinjay, 

 as he patted his horse on the neck. 



" Hope you won't want it hy and hy, sir. Ahem I " 



Of course I never said a word, and as this very 

 young man moved away, old George turned his head 

 to me and said, 



"I beg your pardon, sir, ivlio is that young 

 gentleman ? " 



" Why," said I, '' I thought, from the way he spoke 

 to you, he must have been an old friend of yours." 



" Never seed him afore in my life, sir." 



" And," I could have added, " never wish to see him 

 agfain." I did hear afterwards who he was, but we 

 did not see much more of him with the Tedworth. 



