A man watching the arrival of the field could see who gave the fives, who the fours, who the threes, who the twos, who the ones, and who were the great o's.
But to our day with Mr.Puffington's hounds.
Our over-night friends were not quite so brisk in the morning as the servants and parties outside.

Puffington's 'mixture' told upon a good many of them.

Washball had a headache, so had Lumpleg; Crane was seedy; and Captain Guano, sea-green.

Soda-water was in great request.
There was a splendid breakfast, table and sideboard looking as if Fortnum and Mason or Morel had opened a branch establishment at Hanby House.

Though the staying guests could not do much for the good things set out, they were not wasted, for the place was fairly taken by storm shortly before the advertised hour of meeting; and what at one time looked like a most extravagant supply, at another seemed likely to prove a deficiency.