HUNTS WITH JORROCKS 



CHAPTER YIII 



THE POMPONIUS EGO DAY 



A THICK white rind powdered the face of 

 nature, and Mr. Jorrocks found him- 

 self with a beautiful silver - foliaged 

 window in the morning. Still the evergreens in 

 the garden exhibited no symptoms of a nipping, 

 and as the night-clouds cleared off and the sun 

 stood forth all lurid in the firmament, he con- 

 gratulated himself on the appearance of opening 

 day. Mrs. Jorrocks, Belinda, Stobbs, Betsy, and 

 Benjamin were up with the lark, all busy pre- 

 paring for the great, well-known unknown. A 

 fly was despatched to the Datton station of the 

 Lily-whitesand railway to meet him, and punctual 

 to his time, Ego turned out at Diana Lodge, 

 enveloped in shawls, numerous greatcoats, and 



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