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How gratefully Sponge's inquiry if he knew Mr. Romford fell on his ear, as they sat moodily together after dinner over some very low-priced port. Know Charley Romford Facey, as they call him. Gilroy, of Queercove Hill. 'Just so, rejoined Sponge, 'just so; that's the man stout, square-built fellow, with backward-growing whiskers. I'm going to stay with him to shoot at old Gil's.
Far more difficult is the task of conveying to our readers such information as will enable them to form an idea of our hero's ways and means. An accommodating world especially the female portion of it generally attribute ruin to the racer, and fortune to the fox-hunter; but though Mr. Sponge's large losses on the turf, as detailed by him to Mr.
Soapsuds! that's not his name, exclaimed her ladyship. 'Sponge, you fool! Soapey Sponge, exclaimed Cutitfat, who had ferreted out Sponge's nomme de Londres. 'He's not come, has he? asked Miss Glitters eagerly. 'Yes, my lady that's to say, miss, replied Peter. 'Come, has he! chorused three or four voices. 'The green the one above the billiard-room will do, added he.
The fair lady leant towards him, and as he adjusted it becomingly in her hat, looking at her bewitching eyes, her lovely face, and feeling the sweet fragrance of her breath, a something shot through Mr. Sponge's pull-devil, pull-baker coat, his corduroy waistcoat, his Eureka shirt, Angola vest, and penetrated the very cockles of his heart.
Sponge's thoughts did not travel in quite such a luxurious first-class train as the foregoing, he, Mr. Sponge, being more of a two-shirts-and-a-dicky sort of man, yet still the future ways and means weighed upon his mind, and calmed the transports of his present joy. Lucy was an angel! about that there was no dispute. He would make her Mrs. Sponge at all events. Touring about was very expensive.
Do come upstairs and see Mrs. Jawleyford and the dear girls. It was only last night we were talking about you. And so Jawleyford hurries Mr. Waffles off, just as Waffles is in extremis about his horse. Looking around the scene there seems to be everybody that we have had the pleasure of introducing to the reader in the course of Mr. Sponge's Tour. Mr. and Mrs. Springwheat in their dog-cart, Mrs.
The dialogue was interrupted by a sledge-hammer-like blow on Sponge's back, followed by such a proffered hand as could proceed from none but his host. 'Glad to see ye! exclaimed Facey, swinging Sponge's arm to and fro. 'Get off! continued he, half dragging him down, 'and let's go in; for it's beastly cold, and dinner'll be ready in no time!
Just then a little buttony page, in green and gold, came in to ask if there were any letters for the post; and our friends hastily made up their packet, directing it to the editor of the Swillingford 'GUIDE TO GLORY AND FREEMAN'S FRIEND'; words that in the hurried style of Mr. Sponge's penmanship looked very like 'GUIDE TO GROG, AND FREEMAN'S FRIEND.
Sponge cocked his ear, and sat on the watch, occasionally hazarding an observation, while Jack, who was next Pacey, on the left, pretended to decry Sponge's judgement, asking sotto voce, with a whiff through his nose, what such a Cockney as that could know about horses?
Plummey then withdrew, and presently went upstairs to report progress, or rather want of progress, to the gentleman whom he sometimes condescended to call 'master. Mr. Puffington had been taking another spell at the paper, and we need hardly say that the more he read of the run the less he liked it. 'Ah, that's Mr. Sponge's handiwork, observed Plummey, as with a sneer of disgust Mr.
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