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Mr. Sponge’s Sporting Tour

CHAPTER XXXVIII
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In another second a great banging brown fox burst from among the broom, and dashed down the little dean.

What noises, what exclamations rent the air! 'Talli-ho! talliho! talliho!' screamed a host of voices, in every variety of intonation, from the half-frantic yell of a party seeing him, down to the shout of a mere partaker of the epidemic.
Shouting is very contagious.

The horsemen gathered up their reins, pressed down their hats, and threw away their cigar-ends.
''Ord hang it!' roared Captain Guano, still fumbling at the leathers, 'I shall never be able to ride with stirrups in this state.' 'Hang your stirrups!' exclaimed Charley Slapp, shooting past him; adding, 'It was your _saddle_ last time.' Bragg's queer tootle of his horn, for he was full of strange blows, now sounded at the low end of the cover; and, having a pet line of gaps and other conveniences that he knew how to turn to on the minute, he soon shot so far ahead as to give him the appearance (to the slow 'uns) of having flown.

Brick and Swipes quickly had all the hounds after him, and Stot, dropping his elbows, made for the road, to ride the second horse gently on the line.

The field, as usual, divided into two parts, the soft riders and the hard ones--the soft riders going by the fields, the hard riders by the road.Messrs.Spraggon, Sponge, Slapp, Quilter, Rasper, Crasher, Smasher, and some half-dozen more, bustled after Bragg; while the worthy master Mr.
Puffington, Lumpleg, Washball, Crane, Guano, Shirker, and very many others, came pounding along the lane.


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