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I 've bought an ' sold hosses to some extent fer a consid ` able number o ' years , '' said Mr. Harum reflectively , `` but that partic ` ler transaction 's got a peg all to itself . '' John laughed and asked , `` How did it come out ? I mean , what sort of an interview did you have with the young woman 's father , the popular Mr. Verjoos ? '' `` Oh , '' said David , `` he druv up to the office the next mornin ' , ` bout ten o'clock , an ' come into the back room here , an ' after we 'd passed the time o ' day , he says , clearin ' his throat in a way he 's got , ` He-uh , he-uh ! ' he says , ` my daughter tells me that she run off with a hoss of yours yestidy in rather a summery manner , an -- he-uh-uh -- I have come to see you about payin ' fer him . What is the price ? ' he says . ''