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'Dear, but it's a noble sight! exclaimed Viney to Watchorn as they sat on their horses, below a rickety green-baize-covered scaffold, labelled, 'GRAND STAND; admission, Two-and-sixpence, raised against Scourgefield's stack-yard wall, eyeing the population pouring in from all parts.
Watchorn now struck, making for a square plantation, near the first hill-top, where it had been arranged the bag-fox should be shook. It was a fine day, rather brighter perhaps, than sportsmen like, and there was a crispness in the air indicative of frost, but then there is generally a burning scent just before one. So thought Mr.
'Ah, well! said Watchorn, 'that'll do two legs are too many for some of the rips they'll have to carry Let me see, continued he thoughtfully, 'I'll ride 'Arkaway. 'Yes, sir, said Snaffle. 'Sir 'Arry, 'It-me-'ard. 'Won't you put him on Sir-danapalis? asked Snaffle. 'No, replied Watchorn, 'no; I wants to save the Bart. I wants to save the Bart. Sir 'Arry must ride 'It-me-'ard.
No man's fonder of 'untin' than I am, but to turn out on sich a day as this would be a daring a desperate violation of all the laws of registered propriety. The Pope's bull would be nothin' to it! 'How so? asked Sir Harry, puzzled with the jumble. 'How so? repeated Watchorn; 'how so?
Fiz z, pop, bang! went the bottles; and, as the hissing beverage foamed over the bottle-necks, glasses were sought and held out to catch the creaming contents. 'H-o-o-ray! exclaimed the company in irregular order, as they drank off theirs. 'We'll drink Mr. Watchorn and the Nonsuch hounds! exclaimed Bob Spangles, as Watchorn, having drained off his tumbler, replaced it on the sideboard.
I'm dashed if it isn't the very country for a steeple-chase! continued Watchorn, casting his eye over Cloverly Park, round the enclosure of Langworth Grange, and up the rising ground of Lark Lodge. The more Watchorn thought of it, the more he was satisfied of its feasibility, and he trotted over, the next day, to the Old Duke of Cumberland, to see his friend on the subject.
Watchorn, with a chuck of his fringed chin, 'it generally is a thaw everywhere but where hounds meet. 'My Uncle Jollyboy wouldn't be stopped by such a frost as this, observed Cheek. ''Deed, sir, 'deed, replied Watchorn, 'your Uncle Jellyboy's a very fine feller, I dare say very fine feller; no such conjurers in these parts as he is.
Watchorn; and a huntsman being a character with whom even the landlord of an inn we beg pardon, hotel and posting-house may associate without degradation, Viney and Watchorn became intimate.
Watchorn knows that it is easier to make a horse lose than win. The restless-looking, lynx-eyed caitiff, in the dirty green shawl, with his hands stuffed into the front pockets of the brown tarriar coat, is their jockey, the renowned Captain Hangallows; he answers to the name of Sam Slick in Mr.
Sir Harry didn't 'care a rap; let them go as fast as they could. All these circumstances conspired to make them late; added to which, when Watchorn, the huntsman, cast up, which he did on a higgler's horse, he found the only sound one in his stud had gone to the neighbouring town to get some fiddlers her ladyship having determined to compliment Mr. Bugles' visit by a quadrille party.
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