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be called, it is virtually our own judgment, even when it
seems like the most slavish reliance on another. Fred be-
lieved in the excellence of his bargain, and even before the
fair had well set in, had got possession of the dappled gray,
at the price of his old horse and thirty pounds in addition—
only five pounds more than he had expected to give.
But he felt a little worried and wearied, perhaps with
mental debate, and without waiting for the further gay-
eties of the horse-fair, he set out alone on his fourteen miles’
journey, meaning to take it very quietly and keep his horse
fresh.