Whop his horse, whop his wife; whop his wife, whop his horse.
Reg'lar Rule-of-three sum.'
'Make her a bad husband, I dare say,' observed Bob Spangles, who was rather
smitten with Lucy himself.
'Never mind; a bad husband's a deal better than none, Bob,' replied Lady
Scattercash, determined not to be put out of conceit of her man.
'He, he, he!--haw, haw, haw!--ho, ho, ho! Well done you!' laughed several.
'She'll have to keep him,' observed Captain Cutitfat, whose turn it now was
to play.
'What makes you think that?' asked Lady Scattercash, coming again to the
charge.
'He has nothing,' replied Fat coolly.
''Deed, but he has--a very good property, too,' replied her ladyship.
'In _Air_shire, I should think,' rejoined Fat.
'No, in Englandshire,' retorted her ladyship: 'and great expectations from
an uncle,' added she.
'Ah--he looks like a man to be on good terms with his uncle,' sneered
Captain Bouncey.
'Make no doubt he pays him many a visit,' observed Seedeybuck.
'Indeed! that's all you know,' snapped Lady Scattercash.
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