t. (_ROBERT breathes more freely._) Only
without ROBERT. [_ROBERT wonders bitterly why on earth a fellow's
Sisters should try to make him out a regular muff like this._

[_Two more horses are brought out, put in double harness
in the light waggon, and driven round the Arena by the
Professor. A steam whistle is let off over their heads,
whereupon they rear and plunge, and back frantically, the
Professor discoursing unperturbed from the waggon. After a
few repetitions of this, the horses find the steam-whistle out
as a brazen impostor, and become hardened sceptics from that
moment. They despise the Comic Groom when he prances at them
with a flag, and the performance of the Serious Man on the
cymbals only inspires them with grave concern on his account.
The bundle of coloured rags is let down suddenly on their
heads, and causes them nothing but contemptuous amusement;
crackers bang about their heels--and they pretend to be
pleased; the Funny Groom (who is, by this time, almost
unrecognisable with sawdust), gets on the near horse's back
and bangs the drum on his head, but they are merely pained by
his frivolity. Finally he throws an armful of old newspapers
at them, and they exhibit every sign of boredom. After this,
they are unharnessed and sent back to their boxes--a pair
of equine Stoics who are past surprise at anything on this
earth._]

_The Prof._ (_concluding amidst loud applause_). Ladies and Gentlemen,
I have only To say that I don't carry any horses About with me, and
that if anyone here has a vicious Or nervous animal, and likes to send
him to me, I will undertake to handle him free of all charge.

_Paterf._ I shall have _Tartar_ sent here--less trouble than trying
the methods myself--and safer.

_Prof._ And after I have treated the animal as you have seen, the
Proprietor will only have to repeat the process himself for a week or
so, and I guarantee he will have a thoroughly broke horse.

_The Daughter_. There, you see, Father, some of the taming will _have_
to be done at home!

_Paterf._ (_who doesn't quite see himself dancing about_ Tartar _with
a drum, or brandishing an umbrella on his back_). Well, TOPPIN will
take the horse over, and he'll be here and see how it's done. I can't
be bothered with it myself. I've too much to do!

_The Daughter_. I wish you would. I'm sure _Tartar_ would rather _you_
tamed him than TOPP