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Updated: June 4, 2025
This day Sam'l returning from the Office takes me to a fine collacion at Hamling's house, wherein the fine silver set forth upon the table do give us great pleasure, but I a little shamed because the ladies so brave, Mrs Hamling very Rich in an embroidered suit, and Mrs Pegg Penn in flowered sattin, which God knows she do not become, and heads set out with the new French frizzle.
Phoonk! Then a peculiar squeal and grunting sound, and then once again, Phoonk! Peter Pegg started up into a sitting position, vacant of face and staring at the straightly streaked rays of sunshine that made their way through the plaited and latticed sides of the stable-like building in which he had dropped to sleep. "What's all that row?" he muttered. "Where am I?"
"What's that, Pete?" "Act like Bri'ish soldiers, sir," said the lad through his set teeth. "Hold the fort, and fight." At that moment the cry was more audible, and the elephant gave his ears a quicker flap and said, Phoonk! "Ain't it been a mistake, sir?" said Peter Pegg. "We ought to have risked it both of us together, stirred him up with the spears or the point of that kris, and made him go on."
All this was very vexing. Johnny, in his joy at reaching his own doorstep, had not foreseen these complications. Now it would be necessary to explain things. He only hoped the story would not get round to the fellows at the club. "Ask Mrs. Pegg to step up for a minute," requested Johnny. "Not at 'ome," explained the raw-boned lady. "Not not at home?"
As the sound of his deep voice ceased, we three were silent also, gazing longingly into his eyes that were so like the sea. Then "Captain Pegg," said Angel, in a still, small voice, "I don't s'pose you'd know of any hidden treasure hereabouts? We'd most awfully like to find some. It'd be a jolly thing to write and tell father!" A droll smile flickered over the bronzed features of Captain Pegg.
Thence home and to the Tower to see the men from Bridewell shipped. Being rid of him I home to dinner, and thence to the Excise office by appointment to meet my Lord Bellasses and the Commissioners, which we did and soon dispatched, and so I home, and there was called by Pegg Pen to her house, where her father and mother, and Mrs.
Pegg, of the "Sussex Arms," having mounted his Pegasus, found them at the appointed place by the Medway, where old Tunbridge's carriage was waiting, into which having handed him, they repaired to the inn, and at five o'clock eighteen of them sat down to a dinner consisting of every delicacy of the season, the Lord High Keeper in the chair.
While I was hard at it comes Sir W. Pen to towne, which I little expected, having invited my Lady and her daughter Pegg to dine with me to-day; which at noon they did, and Sir W. Pen with them: and pretty merry we were.
"It's agin the law, ye ken, to use force." "I wadna' gi'e a damn," said Peter Pegg, his big eye making frantic efforts to wink. "I wad see that they blacklegged nae mair." "Sae wad I," promptly exclaimed half a dozen of the younger men. "We maun see that they don't do it ony mair." "Ay, an' I hope we'll mak' sure work that they sleep in for twa-three mornin's."
Wonder whether it is that one I knew, and he smelt me and come to see. Yah! Stuff! He smelt the fruit. Oh! here he is again." The next time the trunk reappeared Peter Pegg was ready with one of the oat-cakes broken in half.
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