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Each general in gloomy silence took off his forces, and each afterward deemed that the victory was his. Dick swore, when brought to himself, that one of his hounds had gone in, whereas Squire 'Arkaway "had swore most 'orrid oaths that no 'Itchiner 'ound should ever live to put his nose in.
Humph!" continued he, looking through the glass, "they are through the wood, though, without a challenge. Now, my booys, push him out of the gorse! Let's see vot you're made of. There goes the first 'ound in. It's Galloper, I believe. I can almost see the bag of shot round his neck. Now they all follow. One two three four five all together, my beauties! Oh, vot a sight!
"Then w'at is it, guv'nor? I've heerd of the 'Orse an' 'Ound, the Chicken's Friend, the Cat, an' the Bee; but the Firefly leaves me thinkin'. Is it a noospaper?" "Something of the sort." "All right, sir. Jump in. We'll soon be on its track." The hansom scampered off to Fleet-st.
His part in the company was to do tricks outside beerhouses. When the Signor's strumming had gathered a little crowd, Trotter would introduce Bill. "Lydies and gents all," he would say, "with yore kind permission, I will now introduce to yer the world-famous wolf 'ound Boris, late of the Barnum menagerie in New York.
All eyes, were they hunger-dull or fever-bright, sought the Corporal's face. "Dessay you'll think me a greedy 'ound," said the Corporal, with a painful effort that set the prominent Adam's apple in his lean throat jerking, "when you tyke in wot I've got to s'y. It makes me want to git into me own pocket and 'ide, to 'ave to tell it.
"Near thing, that," observed the mate, calmly. Cap'n Pigg went a shade paler beneath the tan on his weather-beaten face. "Cuss 'im! careless 'ound!" he muttered. "Might a' sunk us." "'Ad no proper lookout, I expect," returned Mr. Topper, "even if 'e 'ad, 'e couldn't see anything, and we got no fog-'orn to show 'em where we was, yer see." "No.
But the man's face was clouded and stern with responsibility and authority. He seemed at that moment too lofty to be approached with a message of pardon. Fitz Hugh gazed at him with a mixture of prof ound respect and smothered hate. He gazed, turned away, and remained silent. Minutes more passed. Then a mounted orderly dashed up at full speed, with the words, "Colonel, Major Gahogan has fronted."
"Yes, we have come to the end of our tether. Let's get back to the Count and Captain Chubb." "Well, all right," said Rodd. "Never mind what I said, Morny, old chap. I always was a pig when I was getting anything I liked. Let's have breakfast, and then "Huzza! We're homeward bound ound ound! Huzza! We're homeward bound!"
"There's a poce-card for you," she said. "From Mr. 'Inde. 'E says 'e'll be 'ome to-morrow, an' 'e asts you to give me 'is love. Saucy 'ound! 'E's a one, 'e is!" John turned towards her. "It won't be necessary for me to give his love to you, will it?" he said sarcastically. "You seem to have taken it already!" She was unaware of his sarcasm. "So I 'ave," she said.
"Gor blimey, Guv'nor," he ejaculated, "what sorter gime d'you call that?" "It's all right, driver," said Tommy gravely. "We found him insulting this gentleman's sister." The driver, who evidently had a nice sense of chivalry, at once came round to our side. "Was 'e? the dirty 'ound!" he observed. "Well, you done it on 'im proper. You ain't drowned 'im, 'ave ye, gents?" "Oh no," I said.
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