Handley Cross; or, MrJorrock's hunt . n, he repeated, are the osses all right ? Yes, sir, and the wehicle too. Werry good, replied Mr. Jorrocks— werry good, taking ahalf-emptied pot of Lazenbys marmalade, out of a drawer in hislibrary table. See now ! theres a pot of marmeyM for you!(Mr. Jorrocks had the knack of making the most of what he did, andtreated the half pot as a whole one) and mind be a good louy, and Imake no doubt youll rise to be a werry great man—nothing gains OR, MR. JOBROCKSS HUNT. 63 man or bouy the respect and esteem of the world so much as honesty,sobriety, and cleanliness.
Handley Cross; or, MrJorrock's hunt . n, he repeated, are the osses all right ? Yes, sir, and the wehicle too. Werry good, replied Mr. Jorrocks— werry good, taking ahalf-emptied pot of Lazenbys marmalade, out of a drawer in hislibrary table. See now ! theres a pot of marmeyM for you!(Mr. Jorrocks had the knack of making the most of what he did, andtreated the half pot as a whole one) and mind be a good louy, and Imake no doubt youll rise to be a werry great man—nothing gains OR, MR. JOBROCKSS HUNT. 63 man or bouy the respect and esteem of the world so much as honesty,sobriety, and cleanliness. Mr. Jorrocks paused. — He would have finished with a moral,wherein his own fortune should have furnished the example, butsomehow or other he could not turn it at the moment, so afterscrutinising Benjamins dirty face for a second, he placed the marma-lade pot in his hand, and said, now go and wesh your mug. Uncommonly amiable and consequential was Mr. Jorrocks thatmorning. As he walked, or rather strutted into the City, he gave. MR, JORROCKS ! twopence to every crossing-sweeper in his line, from the black-eyedwench at the corner of Brunswick Square, to the breechless boy, withthe red night cap, at St. Botolphs Lane end ; and he entered hisdark and dingy warehouse with a smile on his brow, enough toillumine the dial of St. Giless clock in a fog. Most fidgetty and un-easy was he all the morning—every foot-fall made his eyes start fromthe ledger, and wander towards the door, in hopes of seeing somemember of the Surrey, or some brother sportsman, to whom he mightcommunicate the great intelligence. He went on Change with ahand in each breeches pocket, and a strut that plainly told how wellhe was to do with himself : still some dear-bought experience hadgiven him a little prudence, and all things considered he determined 64 HANDLE* CilOSS; to sleep on the invitation before he answered it.—Perhaps the prosand cons of his mind will be best displayed by a transcript of whathe
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