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In addition to the parties mentioned as asked in his note to Lord Scamperdale, viz. Washball, Charley Slapp, and Lumpleg, were Parson Blossomnose; Mr. Fossick of the Flat Hat Hunt, who declined Mr. Crane of Crane Hall; Captain Guano, late of that noble corps the Spotted Horse Marines; and others who accepted. Mr.
'Yas, sir, replied Bragg, 'yas, with a slight inclination to cap; 'r-a-y-ther more san, p'raps, than desirable, continued he, raising his face towards the heavens; 'but still by no means a bad day, sir no, sir by no means a bad day, sir. 'Hounds looking well, observed Charley Slapp between the whiffs of a cigar.
'Shouldn't wonder if we have a large field, at length observed Jack, bringing his hack alongside his lordship's. 'Shouldn't wonder if Puff himself was to come all over brooches and rings as usual, replied his lordship. 'And Charley Slapp, I'll be bund to say, observed Jack. 'He a regular hanger-on of Puff's. 'Ass, that Slapp, said his lordship; 'hate the sight of him!
''Ord dim him, said he, turning up the fox's grim head with his foot, 'but Mr. Bragg's an awkward customer for gen'lemen of your description. 'You hunted him well! exclaimed Charley Slapp, who was trumpeter general of the establishment. 'Oh, sir, replied Bragg, with a smirk and a condescending bow, 'if Richard Bragg can't kill foxes, I don't know who can.
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.
''Ord hang it! roared Captain Guano, still fumbling at the leathers, 'I shall never be able to ride with stirrups in this state. 'Hang your stirrups! exclaimed Charley Slapp, shooting past him; adding, 'It was your saddle last time. Brick and Swipes quickly had all the hounds after him, and Stot, dropping his elbows, made for the road, to ride the second horse gently on the line.
'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.
'Hold hard, sir! 'God bless you, hold hard, sir! with inquiries as to 'who the chap was that was going to catch the fox. 'It's Lumpleg! exclaimed one of the Flat Hat men. 'No, it's not! roared a Puffingtonite; 'Lumpleg's here. 'Then it's Charley Slapp; he's always doing it, rejoined the first speaker. 'Most jealous man in the world.
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.
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