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Jogglebury Crowdey sent me to say--I mean to say,'
continued he, stamping one of his ponderous feet against the floor as if to
force out his words, 'Mrs. Jogglebury Crowdey and I would be glad--happy,
that's to say (hem)--if you would arrange (hem) to (wheeze) pay us a visit
(hem).'
'Most happy, I'm sure!' exclaimed Mr. Sponge, jumping at the offer.
'Before you go (hem),' continued our visitor, taking up the sentence where
Sponge had interrupted him; 'I (hem) live about nine miles (hem) from here
(hem).'
'Are there any hounds in your neighbourhood?' asked Mr. Sponge.
'Oh yes,' replied Mr. Jogglebury slowly; 'Mr. Puffington here draws up to
Greatacre Gorse within a few (puff--wheeze) miles--say, three (puff)--of my
(wheeze) house; and Sir Harry Scattercash (puff) hunts all the
(puff--wheeze) country below, right away down to the (puff--wheeze) sea.'
'Well, you're a devilish good fellow!' exclaimed Sponge; 'and I'll tell you
what, as I'm sure you mean what you say, I'll take you at your word and go
at once; and that'll give our friend here time to come round.


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