'What d'ye think?' exclaimed she, bursting into the billiard-room, where
the party were still engaged in a game at pool, all our sportsmen, except
Captain Cutitfat, who still sported his new Moses and Son's scarlet, having
divested themselves of their hunting-gear--'What d'ye think?' exclaimed
she, darting into the middle of them.
'That Bob don't cannon?' observed Captain Bouncey from below the bandage
that encircled his broken head, nodding towards Bob Spangles, who was just
going to make a stroke.
'That Wax is out of limbo?' suggested Captain Seedeybuck, in the same
breath.
'No. Guess again!' exclaimed Lady Scattercash, rubbing her hands in high
glee.
'That the Pope's got a son?' observed Captain Quod.
'No. Guess again!' exclaimed her ladyship, laughing.
'I give it up,' replied Captain Bouncey.
'So do I,' added Captain Seedeybuck.
'_That Mr. Sponge is going to be married_,' enunciated her ladyship, slowly
and emphatically, waving her arms.
'Ho-o-ray! Only think of that!' exclaimed Captain Quod.
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