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'Couldn't your lordship arrange it so that we might have the pleasure of seeing you both on some future day? asked Jawleyford, anxious to avert the Jack calamity. 'Say next week, continued he; 'or suppose you meet at the Court? 'Ha he hum. Meet at the Court, mumbled his lordship 'meet at the Court ha he ha hum no; got no foxes. 'Plenty of foxes, I assure you, my lord! exclaimed Jawleyford.
'Faith, but if he was as well on his legs as he is in his wind, he'd not be amiss, rejoined Sponge. So they cantered and trotted, and trotted and cantered away, Sponge thinking he could afford pace as well as Jawleyford. Indeed, a horse has only to become a hack, to be able to do double the work he was ever supposed to be capable of. But to the meet.
Gradually they came down in style, but not in number, and, when Mr. Sponge visited Mr. Jawleyford, he had a sort of out-of-door man-of-all-work who metamorphosed himself into a second footman at short notice. 'My dear Mr. Sponge! I am delighted to see you! exclaimed Mr. Jawleyford, rising from his easy-chair, and throwing his Disraeli's Bentinck aside, as Mr.
'He wouldn't have been stopped hunting for want of a horse, I dare say, observed Amelia. 'I dare say it's all a lie, observed Jawleyford; adding, 'however, the invitation shall go for a dinner, all the same.
He, therefore, just let the beast gallop till he began to flag, and then he spurred him and made him gallop on his account. He thus took his change out of him, and arrived at Jawleyford Court a little after luncheon time. Brief as had been his absence, things had undergone a great change.
Seeing the rude, unmannerly character of the mob, Jawleyford got his lordship by the arm, and led him away towards the hill, his lordship reeling, rather than walking, and indulging in all sorts of wild, incoherent cries and lamentations. 'Sing out.
Miss Amelia Jawleyford, who was most elegantly attired in a sea-green silk dress with large imitation pearl buttons, claiming the usual privilege of seniority of birth, very soon led the charge against Lord Scamperdale. 'Oh, what a lovely horse that is you were riding, observed she, as his lordship kept stooping with both his little red fists close into the bars of the grate.
His mind was quickly made up, and calling for pen, ink, and paper, he wrote a hasty note to Jawleyford, explaining why he would not cast up till the morrow; he then got the chestnut out of the stable, and desiring the ostler to give the note to Leather, and tell him to go home with his hack, he just rode out of the yard without giving Leather the chance of saying 'nay. He then jogged on at a pace suitable to the accurate measurement of the distance.
'Ah well, I'll finish off with a little negus, perhaps, replied Sponge, adding, 'meanwhile the ladies, I dare say, would like a little wine. 'The ladies drink white wine sherry, rejoined Jawleyford, determined to make a last effort to save his port. 'However, you can have a bottle of port to yourself, you know. 'Very well, said Sponge. 'One condition I must attach, said Mr.
Scrambleford Green was a small straggling village on the top of a somewhat high hill, that divided the vale in which Jawleyford Court was situated from the more fertile one of Farthinghoe, in which Lord Scamperdale lived. Think of that, you 'used up' young gentlemen of twenty, who have exhausted the pleasures of the world!
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