'
'Soon be who-hoop,' here observed Quod, with a shake of the head.
'Fear so,' replied Seedeybuck. 'Have you heard anything fresh?'
'Nothing particular. The County Court bailiff was here with some summonses,
which, of course, he put in the fire.'
'Ah! that's what he always does. He got tired of papering the smoking-room
with them,' replied Seedeybuck.
'Well, it's a pity,' observed Quod, spitting as he spoke; 'but what can you
expect, eaten up as he is by such a set of rubbish.'
'Shockin',' replied Seedeybuck, thinking how long he and his friend might
have fattened there together.
'Do you know anything of this Mr. Sponge?' asked Captain Quod, after a
pause.
'Nothin',' replied Seedeybuck, 'except what we saw of him here; but I'm
sure he won't do.'
'Well, I think not either,' replied Quod; 'I didn't like his looks--he
seems quite one of the free-and-easy sort.'
'Quite,' observed Seedeybuck, determined to make a set against him, instead
of cultivating his acquaintance.
'This Mr. Sponge won't be any great addition to our party, I think,'
muttered Captain Bouncey to Captain Cutitfat, as they stood within the bay
of the library window, in apparent contemplation of the cows, but in
reality conning the Sponge matter over in their minds.
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