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'Fear you'll come on badly, observed Captain Seedeybuck, holding up an empty one, 'for Bouncey and I have just finished the last'; the captain chucking the bottle sideways on to the floor, and rolling it towards its companion in the corner. 'Have a fresh bottle, suggested Lady Scattercash, drawing the bell-string at her chair. 'Champagne, said her ladyship, as the footman answered the summons.
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. 'Old 'hogany-tops goin' to be spliced! 'Did you ever? asked Bob Spangles.
'Don't I? replied Bouncey complacently; adding, 'that's all you know. 'He'll whop her, to a certainty, observed Seedeybuck. 'What makes you think that? asked her ladyship. 'Oh ha hem haw why, because he whopped his poor horse whopped him over the ears. Whop his horse, whop his wife; whop his wife, whop his horse. Reg'lar Rule-of-three sum.
Sir Harry would not have cared if all his guests had gone together. Peace and order being at length restored, the conversation again turned upon Mr. Sponge. 'In course, replied Bob Spangles; 'it's no use keeping the hungry brutes unless you work them. 'You'll have a bagman, I presume, observed Captain Seedeybuck, who did not like the trouble of travelling about the country to draw for a fox.
'Oh, nought's never in danger! observed Bob Spangles. 'Then you can go, Bob, snapped his sister. 'I intend, replied Bob. The proposition fell still-born among the party. 'Don't you think we can do without him? at last suggested Captain Seedeybuck. 'I think so, observed the elder Spangles, without looking up from his plate. 'Who is it? asked Lady Scattercash.
Of course, the subject was not discussed in full and open conclave they were all highly honourable men in the gross and it was only in the small and secret groups of those accustomed to hunt together and unburden their minds, that the real truth was elicited. 'What an ass Sir Harry is, to ask this Mr. 'Confounded ass, assented Seedeybuck, from between the whiffs of his cigar.
'Well, however, there he was, continued Mr. Sponge; 'and the first intimation I had of the fact was a great, gruff voice, exclaiming, "Who the Dickens are you?" "Who the Dickens are you?" replied I. 'Bravo! shouted Sir Harry. 'Capital! exclaimed Seedeybuck. 'Go it, you cripples! Newgate's on fire! shouted Captain Quod. 'Well, what said he? asked Sir Harry.
What-d'ye-call-him Sponge doesn't come! exclaimed Captain Seedeybuck, as he lay full length, with his shaggy greasy head on the fine rose-coloured satin sofa, and his legs cocked over the cushion. 'Why not? asked Miss Glitters, who was beguiling the twilight half-hour before candles with knitting.
They were all captains, or captains by courtesy. Ladofwax had been a painter and glazier in the Borough, where he made the acquaintance of Captain Quod, while that gentleman was an inmate of Captain Hudson's strong house. Captain Bouncey was the too well-known betting-office keeper; and Seedeybuck was such a constant customer of Mr.
'Hate that Sponge, observed Captain Cutitfat. 'So do I, replied Captain Quod. 'Well, never mind the beggar! It's you to play! exclaimed Bob Spangles to Captain Seedeybuck.
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