wust,' I
says.
"'Mine'll fit ye,' he says.
"'What'll your wife say to seein' me airifyin' 'round in your git-up?'
I says. He gin me a funny kind of look. 'My wife?' he says. 'Lord, she
don't know more about my clo'es 'n you do.' That struck me as bein'
ruther curious," remarked David. "Wouldn't it you?"
"Very," replied John gravely.
"Yes, sir," said David. "Wa'al, when we went into the eatin' room the
table was full, mostly young folks, chatterin' an' laughin'. Price
int'duced me to his wife, an' I set down by him at the other end of the
table. The' wa'n't nothin' wuth mentionin'; nobody paid any attention to
me 'cept now an' then a word from Price, an' I wa'n't fer talkin'
anyway--I c'd have eat a raw dog. After breakfust, as they called it,
Price an' I went out onto the verandy an' had some coffee, an' smoked
an' talked fer an hour or so, an' then he got up an' excused himself to
write a letter. 'You may like to look at the papers awhile,' he says.
'I've ordered the hosses at five, an' if you like I'll show you 'round a
little.'
"'Won't your wife be wantin' 'em?' I says.
"'No, I guess she'll git along,' he says, kind o' smilin'.
"'All right,' I says, 'don't mind me.' An' so at five up come the hosses
an' the two fellers in uniform an' all. I was lookin' the hosses over
when Price come out. 'Wa'al, what do you think of 'em?' he says.
"'Likely pair,' I says, goin' over an' examinin' the nigh one's feet an'
legs. 'Sore forr'ed?' I says, lookin' up at the driver.
"'A trifle, sir,' he says, touchin' his hat.
"'What's that?' says Price, comin' up an' examinin' the critter's face
an' head. 'I don't see anythin' the matter with his forehead,' he says.
I looked up an' give the driver a wink," said David with a chuckle, "an'
he give kind of a chokin' gasp, but in a second was lookin' as solemn as
ever.
"I can't tell ye jest where we went," the narrator proceeded, "but
anyway it was where all the nabobs turned out, an' I seen more style an'
git-up in them two hours 'n I ever see in my life, I reckon. The' didn't
appear to be no one we run across that, accordin' to Price's tell, was
wuth under five million, though we may 'a' passed one without his
noticin'; an' the' was a good many that run to fifteen an' twenty an'
over, an' most on 'em, it appeared, was f'm New York. Wa'al, fin'ly we
got back to the house a little 'fore seven. On the way back Price says,
'The' are goin' to be three four people to dinne
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