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He is riding a miserable rat of a badly clipped, mouse-coloured pony that looks like a velocipede under him. His companion, Mr. Watchorn, is very great, and hardly condescends to know the country people who claim his acquaintance as a huntsman. He is a Hotel Keeper master of the Hen Angel, Newington Butts. Enoch Wriggle stands beside them, dressed in the imposing style of a cockney sportsman.
'Oh, the conceited beggar! exclaimed Mr. Watchorn to himself, as, disappointed of his finish, he sat feeling his nose, mopping his face, and watching the proceedings. 'Oh, the conceited beggar! repeated he, adding, 'old 'hogany bouts is absolutely a goin' to kest them. Cast them, however, he did, proceeding very cautiously in the direction the hounds seemed to lean.
Watchorn then stuck spurs to his horse, and being now on a flat rushy pasture, with a bridle-gate into the field where the hounds were casting, he hustled across, preparing his horn for a blow as soon as he got there. 'Twang twang twang twang, he went, riding up the hedgerow in the contrary direction to what the hounds leant.
Watchorn sympathized with Viney, and never failed to take a glass in passing, either at exercise or out hunting, to deplore that such a nice-looking house, so 'near the station, too, should be ruined as an inn.
Scourgefield, therefore, readily agreed to let Viney and Watchorn do whatever they liked, on condition that he received entrance-money at the gate.
''Unt in 'alf an hour! exclaimed Watchorn, from the steps of the front door; an announcement that was received by the little Raws, and little Spooneys, and little Baskets, and little Bulgeys, and little Bricks, and little others, with rapturous applause.
Watchorn galloped up in the frantic state half-witted huntsmen generally are, and one of the impromptu whips being in attendance, got quickly round the hounds, and commenced a series of assaults upon them that very soon sent them scuttling to Mr. Watchorn for safety. If they had been at the hares again, or even worrying sheep, he could not have rated or flogged more severely.
Neither Watchorn nor Viney being sportsmen, they thought they had nothing to do but apply to two friends who were; and after thinking over who hunted in couples, they were unfortunate enough to select our Flat Hat friends, Fyle and Fossick.
The beauties of the last place always come out strong when a servant gets to another. But we must accompany Mr. Watchorn. Though his early career with the Camberwell and Balham Hill Union harriers had not initiated him much into the delicacies of the chase, yet, recollecting the presence of Mr.
I could say a great deal more, but the liquor won't wait. So saying, he drained off his glass while the wine effervesced. 'Pon my soul! Sir 'Arry, replied Watchorn, quite briskly, 'I really think we might 'unt we might try, at all events. The day seems changed, some'ow, added he, staring vacantly out of the window on the bright sunny landscape, with the leafless trees dancing before his eyes.
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