"I have several patrons, but I do not think any of them will mind my
taking the horse. Owners have become ticklish of late, and do not care
for strangers bringing an odd horse or two into their camp; however, I
can make it all right with them, and Mr. Tuxford may send Lucky Boy here
as soon as he likes. What sort of a horse is he?"
"I have ridden him in two or three gallops, and consider him a very fair
horse indeed. He's a stayer and has plenty of pace, a good bay, four
years old, full of bone and muscle; he's a trifle on the big side now,
anyway I think you will like him. He may not be equal to taking the
measure of your cracks, although Barry is sanguine he will."