'
'But you forget,' replied Sponge, 'I don't know the country, I don't know
the people, I don't know anything at all about the run--I never once looked
at the hounds.'
'That's nothin',' replied Jack, 'there'd be plenty like you in that
respect. However,' continued he, gathering himself up in his chair as if
for an effort, 'you can say--let me see what you can say--you can say,
"this splendid pack had a stunning run from Hollyburn Hanger, the property
of its truly popular master, Mr. Puffington," or--stop,' said Jack,
checking himself, 'say, "the property of its truly popular and sporting
master, Mr. Puffington." The cover's just as much mine as it's his,'
observed Jack; 'it belongs to old Sir Timothy Tensthemain, who's vegetating
at Boulogne-sur-Mer, but Puff says he'll buy it when it comes to the
hammer, so we'll flatter him by considering it his already, just as we
flatter him by calling him a sportsman--_sportsman_!' added Jack, with a
sneer, 'he's just as much taste for the thing as a cow.'
'Well,' said Sponge, looking up, 'I've got "truly popular and sporting
master, Mr.
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