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shot at the Grand National Hunt with the 

 bright bay horse I rode home last night.' 



' They seem to be goodish doers, sir,' said 

 Purlby : ' they all ate up last night and this 

 morning. You should have seen them when I 

 turned them out ; they were all over the place. 

 Davis says he never saw such a good-footed lot 

 in his life.' 



' Well, these American horses really are the 

 soundest lot I have ever seen. The roads there, 

 though, are very different to ours in England. 

 There are no hard roads to knock their legs to 

 pieces, and although very nice in summer, they 

 are almost impassable in the winter months 

 until covered with snow. McAdam was never 

 heard of out there.' 



In the afternoon the two friends rode over 

 to Foxton, where General and Mrs. Going lived. 



' Ah ! how are you. Miller ? How are you, 

 Acton ? Safe back from your wanderings, eh ? 

 I hope you have come to stay dinner; never 

 mind your clothes.' 



' Well, General, we have come to ask if it is, 



