Charles O'Malley — Volume 2 by Charles James Lever
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"'Sixty guineas, as sure as my name's Dan,' said Shaugh, not at all pleased at the value put upon his hackney; 'and as to spavin and curb, I'll wager double the sum she has neither the slightest trace of one nor the other.' "'I'll not take the bet,' said Mat, dryly. 'Money's scarce in these parts.' "This hit silenced us both; and our friend continued,-- "'Then there's the bay horse,--a great strapping, leggy beast he is for a tilbury; and the hunters, worth nothing here; they don't know this country. Them's neat pistols; and the tilbury is not bad--' "'Confound you!' said I, losing all patience; 'we didn't ask you here to appraise our movables. We want to raise the wind without that.' "'I see, I perceive,' said Mat, taking a pinch of snuff very leisurely as he spoke,--'I see. Well, that is difficult, very difficult just now. I've mortgaged every acre of ground in the two counties near us, and a sixpence more is not to be had that way. Are you lucky at the races?' "'Never win a sixpence.' "'What can you do at whist?' "'Revoke, and get cursed by my partner; devil a more!' "'That's mighty bad, for otherwise, we might arrange something for you. Well, I only see one thing for it; you must marry. A wife with some money will get you out of your present difficulties; and we'll manage that easily |
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