The head hostler was a pleasant, active little man, with a crooked leg, and a yellow striped waistcoat.
Practice makes perfect," said the crooked little hostler, "and 'twould be a pity if it didn't; forty years' practice, and not perfect
An hostler stood near, holding by the bridle another immense horse--apparently a near relative of the animal in the chaise--ready saddled for Mr.
Not the slightest fear, Sir,' interposed the hostler.
Tom and his father had alighted at the Peacock at about seven in the evening; and having heard with unfeigned joy the paternal order, at the bar, of steaks and oyster-sauce for supper in half an hour, and seen his father seated cozily by the bright fire in the coffee-room with the paper in his hand, Tom had run out to see about him, had wondered at all the vehicles passing and repassing, and had fraternized with the boots and hostler, from whom he ascertained that the Tally-ho was a tip-top goer--ten miles an hour including stoppages--and so punctual that all the road set their clocks by her.
Young gen'lm'n, Rugby; three parcels, Leicester; hamper o' game, Rugby," answers hostler.
Oliver and Sikes got in without any further ceremony; and the man to whom he belonged, having lingered for a minute or two 'to bear him up,' and to defy the hostler
and the world to produce his equal, mounted also.
Only Susan Chambermaid was now stirring, she being obliged to wash the kitchen before she retired to the arms of the fond expecting hostler
He's enough to fret a man's heart out,' replied the hostler
The coachman said not a word, except to swear awfully at the hostler
for not bringing him a fresh team of horses.
Whereupon, having sold all his meat, he left his horse and cart in charge of a friendly hostler
and prepared to follow his mates to the Mansion House.
But when the time came to pay for his rosemary, this oil, and the wine, the only expense the master had incurred, as he had preserved a strict abstinence--while on the contrary, the yellow horse, by the account of the hostler
at least, had eaten three times as much as a horse of his size could reasonably supposed to have done--D'Artagnan found nothing in his pocket but his little old velvet purse with the eleven crowns it contained; for as to the letter addressed to M.