Frank Fairlegh, or, Scenes from the life of a private pupil . ts •ifmw. Q^d,^ M FRANK FAIRLEGH 39 delightfully vague and unintelligible as though it had come fresh fromthe brash of Turner himself, hung picturesquely from the branch ofan old oak. The sound of horses feet attracted the attention of an elderly man,who appeared to combine in his single person the offices of ostler,•waiter, and boots, and who, as soon as he became aware of my necessi-ties, proceeded to fulfil the duties of these various situations with thegi-eatest alacrity. First (as of the most importance in his eyes) hei-ubbed d
Frank Fairlegh, or, Scenes from the life of a private pupil . ts •ifmw. Q^d,^ M FRANK FAIRLEGH 39 delightfully vague and unintelligible as though it had come fresh fromthe brash of Turner himself, hung picturesquely from the branch ofan old oak. The sound of horses feet attracted the attention of an elderly man,who appeared to combine in his single person the offices of ostler,•waiter, and boots, and who, as soon as he became aware of my necessi-ties, proceeded to fulfil the duties of these various situations with thegi-eatest alacrity. First (as of the most importance in his eyes) hei-ubbed dovm Mad Bess, and administered some refreshment to her inthe shape of hay and water; then he brought me a glass of ale, de-claring it would do me good (in which, by the way, he was not farfrom right). He then brushed from my coat certain stains, which Ihad contracted in my f aU, and finally told me my way to now remounted Mad Bess, who, though much i-efreshed by the hayand water, still continued perfectly quiet and tractable; and settingoff at a moderat
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