Baylor let out a sigh of relief hearing Bainbridge was merely inquiring about buying horses. “This is a request of most intriguing nature.” he rubbed his chin as he was pondering about Bainbridge’s request for a few seconds. “Although the majority of my current stable boasts Thoroughbreds, Hackneys and Clydesdales, a breed recently imported from Scotland.” he explained the Clydesdale horses, as they were not yet a household name in London, “neither of which are ideally suited for this task, I do possess some Shires that unquestionably possess the requisite strength for the job at hand.” He now tapped his chin, giving the impression he was thinking some more, one of his salesman techniques. He clearly knew what he was trying to sell, the way he wanted this to come across as if it was a very unique offer he gave Bainbridge, something he had to thoroughly think about. “Nevertheless, should you be inclined to entertain a departure from the customary horse breeds, I must confess that I find Shire horses, while robust, to be somewhat wanting in terms of swiftness and agility. Of late, I have devoted my efforts to a rather unconventional endeavor – crossbreeding Shires with Clydesdale horses. The offspring resulting from this pairing exhibit remarkable potential for the intended endeavor. These horses, though somewhat pricier due to their uniqueness, exhibit a rare blend of qualities. They inherit the substantial strength of the Shire while possessing a more moderate size and greater agility. I believe you shall find them to be a most satisfying choice.” he now looked at Bainbridge directly: “If this proposition piques your interest, I extend a warm invitation for you and your sister, should she be so inclined, to visit my stables. We might then discuss further particulars over a drink at a gentlemen’s club, if that would be to your liking.” He hoped this invitation not only for Bainbridge, but also his sister, would be respected and be the finishing push in sealing a deal.
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