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The contessa's stables were well furnished, and two horses were speedily saddled for Harkaway and Jefferson. Harvey, too impatient to wait for a mount, had rushed wildly away in the direction of the small gate, followed by Mr. Mole. Here he saw to his dismay that a scramble had taken place, in which the gendarmes had got decidedly the worst of it.
"Does your art tell you where I shall fail?" asked Jack. "No; I only see disappointment and trouble for you and yours." "Dear, dear, how very shocking," exclaimed Harkaway, winking at Harvey. "Dreadful!" added Dick, with a terrified look, and putting his tongue out at the magician.
He hastened to comply with her request, when at that very instant something shot past him into the room. It fell with a clatter upon the table, and cannoned off a dish on to Jack Harkaway, striking him a rather sharp blow in the chest. "What's that?" "Hullo!" "A stone." "Yes, a stone with a paper wrapped round it." "So it is." "A letter, I should think," suggested Dick.
I soon began, also, to purchase and trade "Beadle's Dime Novels" and, to tell the truth, I took an exquisite delight in Old Sleuth and Jack Harkaway. My taste was catholic. I ranged from Lady Gwendolin to Buckskin Bill and so far as I can now distinguish one was quite as enthralling as the other.
Why, then, without knowing it, I have been probably twenty times within earshot of both." "Yes." "How came they there? no half measures now. Surely this is the time for revealing all?" "And now, Mr. Harkaway, I will tell you all as we walk on. The seeming mystery shall remain so no longer." So saying, Theodora began the brief but startling narrative which follows and which may fairly be entitled
Mole's curiosity considerably. One of the ladies asked what it was there for. "I don't know exactly what it is," replied Harkaway; "something of Monday's, I think, Dick." "I believe so," replied Harvey, carelessly. "They are going to give us an entertainment of some kind," said young Jack. The cloth having been cleared, Monday came forward, and bowing gravely, addressed the company.
And when they were all assembled, Jefferson and Dick Harvey ranged them round in position, while Harkaway, with Hunston close by his side, stood forward to address them. "My men," said he, "I have had you called together upon no pleasant errand. But it is a question of duty, and, therefore, pleasant or unpleasant, must be done.
But Joe Basalt was evidently too much upset and preoccupied by something on his mind to heed this chaff. "No, your honour," he said, fiercely, "what I want to know is do you consider me a d d mutineering swab?" "Joe, Joe," exclaimed Harkaway, laughing in spite of himself, "moderate your language; remember that there are ladies present." Joe reddened to the roots of his hair.
Harkaway was a gentleman who had been master of these hounds for more than forty years, and had given as much satisfaction as the county could produce. His hounds, which were his hobby, were perfect. His horses were good enough for the Hertfordshire lanes and Hertfordshire hedges. His object was not so much to run a fox as to kill him in obedience to certain rules of the game.
"You can threaten in safety, fellow," said young Harkaway, turning and facing their old enemy, "since you have so many backers to protect you." Hunston grew livid. "You wretched spawn of a hated race," he ejaculated between his teeth, "do you dare speak to me?" "There is not much daring required," retorted Jack, boldly.
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