Sir Harry would not have
cared if all his guests had gone together. Peace and order being at length
restored, the conversation again turned upon Mr. Sponge.
'I suppose we must have another (hiccup) hunt soon,' observed Sir Harry.
'In course,' replied Bob Spangles; 'it's no use keeping the hungry brutes
unless you work them.'
'You'll have a bagman, I presume,' observed Captain Seedeybuck, who did not
like the trouble of travelling about the country to draw for a fox.
'Oh yes,' replied Sir Harry; 'Watchorn will manage all that. He's always
(hiccup) in that line. We'd better have a hunt soon, and then, Mr. (hiccup)
Bugles, you can see it.' Sir Harry addressing himself to a gentleman he was
as anxious to get rid of as Mr. Jogglebury Crowdey was to get rid of Mr.
Sponge.'
'No; Mr. Bugles won't go out any more,' replied Lady Scattercash
peremptorily. 'He was nearly killed last time'; her ladyship casting an
angry glance at her husband, and a very loving one on the object of her
solicitude.
'Oh, nought's never in danger!' observed Bob Spangles.
Pages:
790
791
792
793
794
795
796
797
798
799
800
801
802
803
804
805
806
807
808
809
810
811
812
813
814