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'I hope so, replied Mrs. Jogglebury, in a tone of incredulity. 'I'd have taken it if I'd been you, observed Mrs. Jogglebury. 'Well, I'd have taken it, too, rejoined Mrs. Jogglebury. 'I should hope so, replied Mrs. Jogglebury. 'Well, but will you go and call on Mr. Sponge, dear? asked Mrs. Jogglebury Crowdey, anxious as well to turn the subject as to make good her original point.
Jogglebury, who was still tapping away at the card, which he had now worked very soft. Mr. Sponge then left him with the volume in his hand, and proceeded upstairs to his bedroom. In less than twenty minutes, the vehicle was got under way, Mr. Jogglebury Crowdey and Mr. Sponge occupying the roomy seats in front, and Bartholomew Badger, the before-mentioned tiger, and Mr.
Slooman tells me pretty stories of Sloo's doings with the harriers jumping over hurdles, and everything that comes in the way, and galloping along the stony lanes as if the wind was a snail compared to his horse. I tell you. Jog, you should call on this gentleman 'Well, replied Mr. Jogglebury. 'And ask him to come and stay here, continued Mrs. Jogglebury. 'Oh, nonsense, replied Mrs.
Jogglebury began eyeing and telegraphing her husband. 'Jog, my dear, said she, looking significantly at him, and then at the egg-stand, which still contained three eggs. 'Well, my dear, replied Jog, with a vacant stare, pretending not to understand. 'You'd better eat them, said she, looking again at the eggs. 'They'll be wasted if you don't, replied Mrs. Jog.
Sponge? continued she, again appealing to our friend. 'Sure I don't know, replied Sponge, eating away; 'Mr. Crowdey finds conveyance I only find company. Mrs. Jogglebury Crowdey then prepared to pour her husband out another cup of tea, and the musical snuff-box, being now left to itself, went off of its own accord with: 'Diddle, diddle, doubt, My candle's out.
'No one, to hear him, would think he's the great man he is. 'Isn't it, Mr. Sponge? continued she, appealing to our friend. 'Oh, certainly, replied Mr. Sponge, 'certainly; all men are equal out hunting. 'So I say, exclaimed Mrs. Jogglebury; 'and yet I can't get Jog to call on Sir George Stiff, though he meets him frequently out hunting.
Jogglebury then proceeded with: 'Ou go before CHILD. 'With bottle and bag, MAMMA. 'And I'll follow after CHILD. 'With 'ittle Jack Nag. 'Well now, that is wonderful! exclaimed Mr. Sponge, hurrying on his dog-skin gloves, and wishing both Obin and Ichard farther. 'Isn't it! exclaimed Mrs.
Crowdey assured me you were in the habit of receivin' fox-hunters at short notice; and so I have taken him at his word, you see, and come. Mrs. Jogglebury, who was still out of wind from her run after the carriage, assured him that she was extremely happy to see him, though she couldn't help thinking what a noodle Jog was to bring a stranger on a washing-day.
Sponge, in a tone of indifference; 'it's no great odds it's no great odds more the name of the thing than anything else; one likes to be independent, you know one likes to be independent; but as I shan't be with you long, I'll just put up with it for once I'll just put up with it for once and let you find me and let you find me. So saying, he walked away, leaving Jogglebury petrified at his impudence.
Jogglebury? what an excellent fellow you are, and how kind you'd been about the horses and corn, and all that sort of thing, when it occurred to me that it mightn't be convenient, p'raps to put up a servant; but your wife assures me that it will; so that settles the matter, you know that settles the matter and I'll now send for the horses forthwith.
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