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Updated: May 20, 2025
Spraggon sat in his hunting coat and slippers, spelling away at a second-hand copy of Bell's Life by the light of a melancholy mould candle. 'Hooray, Jack! hooray! repeated he, waving that proud trophy, a splendid fox's brush, over his grizzly head. His lordship was the picture of delight. He had had a tremendous run the finest run that ever was seen!
Spraggon is here, added Mrs. Jawleyford to Spigot, as that worthy was leaving the room. 'It's a cold day, Mr. Spraggon; won't you come near the fire? continued Mrs. Jawleyford, addressing our friend, who had come to a full stop just under the chandelier in the centre of the room. 'Hem cough hem thank ye, mum, muttered Jack.
The old lady being thus got rid of, and Jawleyford disposed of apparently for the night Mr. Spraggon felt more comfortable, and presently yielded to Amelia's entreaties to come near the fire and thaw himself. Spigot brought candles, and Mr.
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.
'Well, said Sponge to Spraggon, between the whiffs of a cigar, as they rode together; 'it wasn't so bad, was it? 'Bad! no, squinted Jack, 'devilish good for Puff, at least, adding, 'I question he's had a better this season. 'Well, we are in luck, observed Tom Washball, riding up and joining them; we are in luck to have a satisfactory thing with you great connoisseurs out.
Many of the excited spectators begin hallooing, and straddling, and working their arms as if their gestures and vociferations would assist the race. Lord Scamperdale stands transfixed. He is staring through his silver spectacles at the awkwardly lying ball that represents poor Spraggon.
'Spraggon, as I live! exclaimed he, as he caught Jack's harsh, spectacled features, and saw him titivating his hair and arranging his collar and stock as he approached. 'Well, that beats everything! exclaimed Jawleyford, burning with rage as he fastened the window again. He stood for a few seconds transfixed to the spot, not knowing what on earth to do.
'Yas, sir, said Bragg, 'yas, looking around them with a self-satisfied smile; adding, 'so they ought, sir so they ought; if I can't bring a pack out as they should be, don't know who can. 'Why, here's our old Rummager, I declare! exclaimed Spraggon, who, having vaulted the iron hurdles, was now among the pack.
Puffington threw the paper from him as Plummey entered the room. 'How do you know? asked Mr. Puffington. 'Saw it, sir saw it in the letter-bag going to the post. 'Indeed! replied Mr. Puffington. 'Mr. Spraggon and he did it after they came in from hunting. 'I thought as much, replied Mr. Puffington, in disgust. Mr.
Spraggon, which he thought would do. Thus he wrote: 'DEAR MR. SPRAGGON, 'I am sorry to be obliged to put you off; but since I came in from hunting I have been attacked with influenza, which will incapacitate me from the enjoyment of society at least for two or three days.
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