'Gate! there's never a gate within a mile, and that's locked,' replied
Watchorn sulkily.
'Then here goes!' replied Mr. Sponge, gathering the chestnut together to
give him an opportunity of purging himself of his previous _faux pas_.
'Here goes!' repeated he, thrusting his hard hat firmly on his head. Taking
his horse back a few paces, Mr. Sponge crammed him manfully at the palings,
and got over with a rap.
'Well done you!' exclaimed Miss Glitters in delight; adding to Watchorn,
'Now, old Beardey, you go next.'
Beardey was irresolute. He pretended to be anxious to get the tail hounds
over.
'Clear the way, then!' exclaimed Miss Glitters, putting her horse back, her
bright eyes flashing as she spoke. She took him back as far as Mr. Sponge
had done, touched him with the whip, and in an instant she was high in the
air, landing safely on the far side.
'Hoo-ray!' exclaimed Captains Quod and Cutitfat, who now came panting up.
'Now, Mr. Watchorn!' cried Captain Seedeybuck, adding, 'You're a huntsman!'
'Yooi over, Prosperous! Yooi over, Buster!' cheered Watchorn, still
pretending anxiety about his hounds.
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