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'Most likely Guano again; indeed, I know he is, for I asked his groom if he was going home, and he said no; and Lumpleg, you may be sure, and possibly old Blossomnose, Slapp, and, very likely, young Pacey. 'Are they chaps with any "go" in them? shake their elbows, or anything of that sort? asked Sponge, working away as if he had the dice-box in his hand.
It was very soon 'my hounds, and 'my horses, and 'my whips'; and he wrote to Jawleyford, and Puffington, and Guano, and Lumpleg, and Washball, and Spraggon, offering to make meets to suit their convenience, and even to mount them if required.
Captain Guano, Mr. Lumpleg, or who? asked Sponge. 'Suppose we say Spraggon? he says he rode the horse to-day, replied Pacey. 'Quite agreeable, said Sponge. 'Now, Jack! 'Now, Spraggon! 'Now, old Solomon! 'Now, Doctor Wiseman, resounded from different parts of the table. Jack looked solemn; and diving both hands into his breeches' pockets, stuck out his legs extensively before him.
Washball had a headache, so had Lumpleg; Crane was seedy; and Captain Guano, sea-green. Soda-water was in great request. There was a splendid breakfast, table and sideboard looking as if Fortnum and Mason or Morel had opened a branch establishment at Hanby House.
The field, as usual, divided into two parts, the soft riders and the hard ones the soft riders going by the fields, the hard riders by the road. Messrs. Spraggon, Sponge, Slapp, Quilter, Rasper, Crasher, Smasher, and some half-dozen more, bustled after Bragg; while the worthy master Mr. Puffington, Lumpleg, Washball, Crane, Guano, Shirker, and very many others, came pounding along the lane.
His lordship then picked the letter from the floor, and resumed where he had left off. "I expect you will meet Tom Washball, Lumpleg, and Charley Slapp." 'A very pretty party, observed Jack, adding, 'Wouldn't be seen goin' to a bull-bait with any on 'em. 'Nor I, replied his lordship. 'Birds of a feather, observed Jack. 'Just so, said his lordship, resuming his reading.
Spraggon greeted him as he alighted at the door. Sponge was quickly followed by Tom Washball; then came Charley Slapp and Lumpleg, and Captain Guano came in a gig.
'What can we say for him? asked Sponge; 'that he never went off the road? 'No, by Jove! said Jack; 'you'll spoil all if you do that: better leave it alone altogether than do that. 'What shall we say about the rest? asked Sponge; 'Lumpleg, Slapp, Guano, and all those?
'Is he! exclaimed Slapp, cantering past at his ease on a thoroughbred grey, as if he could well afford to dispense with a start. Reader! it was neither Lumpleg nor Slapp, nor any of the Puffington snobs, or Flat Hat swells, or Puffington swells, or Flat Hat snobs. It was our old friend Sponge; Monsieur Tonson again!
The men of the hunt Charley Slapp, Lumpleg, Guano, Crane, Washball, and others lauded and magnified it into something magnificent; while Fossick, Fyle, Wake, Blossomnose, and others of the 'Flat Hat Hunt, pronounced it a niceish thing a pretty burst; and Mr.
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