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However, she brought him to breakfast in
pretty good form, where he was cocked up in his high chair beside his
mamma, the rest of the infantry occupying the position of the previous day,
all under good-behaviour orders.
Unfortunately, Mr. Sponge, not having been able to get himself up to his
satisfaction, was late in coming down; and when he did make his appearance,
the unusual sight of a man in a red coat, a green tie, a blue vest, brown
boots, &c., completely upset their propriety, and deranged the order of the
young gentleman's performance. Mr. Sponge, too, conscious that he was late,
was more eager for his breakfast than anxious to be astonished; so, what
with repressing the demands of the youngster, watching that the others did
not break loose, and getting Jog and Mr. Sponge what they wanted, Mrs.
Crowdey had her hands full. At last, having got them set a-going, she took
a lump of sugar out of the basin, and showing it to the wonder, laid it
beside her plate, whispering 'Now, my beauty!' into his ear, as she
adjusted him in his chair.


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