Handley Cross; or, MrJorrock's hunt . in, replied Stobbs — not till night at least,added he, confidently. Dont know that, grunted Mr. Jorrocks ; Gabey seems to beof a different pinion, added he, as the noble old peacock nowemerged from under a sun-bright Portugal laurel, and stretching hisneck, and flapping his wings, uttered a wild piercing scream. Dash my vig, but that looks like it ! exclaimed Mr. Jorrocks ;adding, as he caught up his right foot with a shake of his head, Gabriel Junks is seldom wrong, and my corns are on his side. Still Stobbs persevered, and, by dint of agitation, at lengt
Handley Cross; or, MrJorrock's hunt . in, replied Stobbs — not till night at least,added he, confidently. Dont know that, grunted Mr. Jorrocks ; Gabey seems to beof a different pinion, added he, as the noble old peacock nowemerged from under a sun-bright Portugal laurel, and stretching hisneck, and flapping his wings, uttered a wild piercing scream. Dash my vig, but that looks like it ! exclaimed Mr. Jorrocks ;adding, as he caught up his right foot with a shake of his head, Gabriel Junks is seldom wrong, and my corns are on his side. Still Stobbs persevered, and, by dint of agitation, at length suc-ceeded in getting Jorrocks not only to go out, but to have a draw inNewtimber Forest ; Stobbs observing, and Jorrocks assenting, thatthere would be very little more trouble in running the hounds throughthe cover than in trotting them along the road. And, with somemisgivings, Jorrocks let Stobbs go to make the arrangements, whilehe applied himself vigorously to his letters. OB, MR. JORROCKSS HUNT. 181 CHAPTER XXI. A QUIET IGG- was all eager for thefray, and readily came intoStobbss suggestion, thatthey should go out, and justtake their chance of findinga fox, and of his going toground or not as luck andhis courage served. Arll gan toard Duncans,and get his grey for worBen, said Pigg, gin yeUset the lad on to seddle the ; adding, warned ill 55 the S qui-er ride Arter- to restarsxerxes Off then Pigg wentDuncan Nevins, and re-turned with a woe begonelooking horse in a halter,before Stobbs had made anyprogress in his was not to be at Mrs. Candy thetart-wo mans, nor at apple-stall, nor at Strap the saddlers, nor at any of his usualhaunts, was anything to be heard of the boy. The fact was, he had been unable to resist a ride at the back of areturn chaise passing along Juniper Street, and being caught by hisapron in the spikes, had been carried nearly to Copse Field beforehe got himself disentangled. The oracle Gabriel having conti
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