HUNTS WITH JORROCKS 



pointing out a black-and-tan dog; e ven he 

 begins to speak, you may look arter your silver 

 sandwich-box, haw! haw! haw!' 



* Hoic in! hoic in/' cheered Pigg along the 

 ride, chuckling at the trick he was going to 

 play. * Have at him, Crowner ! good dog ! Yooi ! 

 wind him, Lousey!' (Louisa) 'good bitch! Have 

 at him there, all on ye, and mind skeulmaister 's 

 lookin',' turning to Pomponius Ego with a grin, 

 and saying, ' Bain't that industry ? ' 







' Tally-ho ! tally-ho ! tally-ho ! ' screamed Ben, 

 from the thickest part of the cover, as though 

 he were getting murdered. 



'Hoic, holloa! hoic, holloa! hoic, holloa! 1 ex- 

 claimed Ego, in the most orthodox style. 



'A, how-way, canny man! how-way!' roared 

 Pigg, gathering up his reins and ramming his 

 spurs into his horse. 'How-way, ar say! dinna 

 stand blairin' there ! Whativer ye de, keep the 

 tambourine a roulinV 



Away tore Pigg to the holloa, through bogs, 



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