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'The deuce it is!' muttered Sponge; adding, 'Well, I'll go and see my
groom, at all events.' So saying, he rang the bell as if the house was his
own, and desired Spigot to show him the way to his servant.
Leather, of course, was in the servants' hall, refreshing himself with cold
meat and ale, after his ride up from Lucksford.
Finding that he had ridden the hack up, he desired Leather to leave him
there. 'Tell the groom I _must_ have him put up,' said Sponge; 'and you
ride the chestnut on in the morning. How far is it to Dundleton Tower?'
asked he.
'Twelve or thirteen miles, they say, from here,' replied Leather; 'nine or
ten from Lucksford.'
'Well, that'll do,' said Sponge; 'you tell the groom here to have the hack
saddled for me at nine o'clock, and you ride Multum in Parvo quietly on,
either to the meet or till I overtake you.'
'But how am I to get back to Lucksford?' asked Leather, cocking up a foot
to show how thinly he was shod.
'Oh, just as you can,' replied Sponge; 'get the groom here to set you down
with his master's hacks.


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