I agreed; we went to a saloon and had the drink. My new acquaintance asked me my vocation and I told him something of my past activities, dwelling particularly upon my prowess with horses. We had more drinks; more than good for me. Finally my companion asked, how I would like a job breaking horses for his Majesty's government. He offered a salary of 15 Pounds per week plus a bonus of 20% and my passage over and back if I stayed on the job six months.
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