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"What a horse beyond all horses yours is! " said Biddulph to me next morning, as we rode along cheerily through the fresh, frosty air of December. "I think, when your continent gets to its finality in horse-flesh, you will beat our island."
"Think what training such a trip is! This comrade of mine has come two thousand miles with me, -- big thought, eh! -- and he freshens up with the ozone of this morning, as if he had been in the stable a week, champing asphodel."