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That, however, put it rather
out of his power, especially as it was done so politely, and hinted at a
renewal of the visit. Mr. Sponge spent the evening in cogitating what he
should do--thinking what sportsmen had held out the hand of
good-fellowship, and hinted at hoping to have the pleasure of seeing him.
Fyle, Fossick, Blossomnose, Capon, Dribble, Hook, and others, were all run
through his mind, without his thinking it prudent to attempt to fix a
volunteer visit upon any of them. Many people he knew could pen polite
excuses, who yet could not hit them off at the moment, especially in that
great arena of hospitality--the hunting-field. He went to bed very much
perplexed.


CHAPTER XLIV
WANTED--A RICH GOD-PAPA!

'When one door shuts another opens,' say the saucy servants; and fortune
was equally favourable to our friend Mr. Sponge. Though he could not think
of any one to whom he could volunteer a visit. Dame Fortune provided him
with an overture from a party who wanted him! But we will introduce his new
host, or rather victim.


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