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After the opening Sponge gave as they rode home with the hounds, Thornton
had no difficulty in sounding him on the subject.
'You'll not think me impertinent, I hope,' observed Caingey, in his most
deferential style, to our hero when they met at the News'-room the next
day--'you'll not think me impertinent, I hope; but I think you said as we
rode home, yesterday, that you didn't altogether like the brown horse you
were on?'
'_Did I?_' replied Mr. Sponge, with apparent surprise; 'I think you must
have misunderstood me.'
'Why, no; it wasn't exactly that,' rejoined Mr. Thornton, 'but you said you
liked him better than you did, I think?'
'Ah! I believe I did say something of the sort,' replied Sponge
casually--'I believe I did say something of the sort; but he carried me so
well that I thought better of him. The fact was,' continued Mr. Sponge,
confidentially, 'I thought him rather too light mouthed; I like a horse
that bears more on the hand.'
'Indeed!' observed Mr. Thornton; 'most people think a light mouth a
recommendation.


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