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out of Tavistock's Rhapsody. Rallywood was by Old Lonsdale's — ' 

 Old Lonsdale's ! — the snob ! " sneered Lord Scamperdale — " ' Old 

 Lonsdale's Palafox, out of Anson's — ' " Anson's ! — curse the fel- 

 low," again muttered his lordship — " c out of Anson's Madrigal. 

 Darling was by old Grafton's Bolivar, out of Blowzy. Bolivar was 

 by the Brocklesby ; that's Yarborough's — ' That's Yarborough's ! " 

 sneered his lordship, " as if one didn't know that as well as him — ' by 

 the Brocklesby ; that's Yarborough's Marmion out of Petre's Match- 

 less; and Marmion was by that undeniable hound, the — ' the — what? " 

 asked his lordship. 



" Beaufort Justice, to be sure ! " replied Jack. 



" ' The Beaufort Justice!' " read his lordship, with due emphasis. 



" Hurrah ! " exclaimed Jack, waving the dirty, egg-stained, mus- 

 tardy copy of Bell's Life over his head. " Hurrah ! I told you so." 



" But hark to Justice ! " exclaimed his lordship, resuming his 

 reading. " c I've always been a great admirer of the Beaufort Justice 

 blood—' " 



" No doubt," said Jack ; " it's the only blood you know." 



" ' It was in great repute in the Badminton country in Old Beau- 

 fort's time, with whom I hunted a great deal many years ago, I'm 

 sorry to say. The late Mr. Warde, who, of course, was very justly 

 partial to his own sort, had never any objection to breeding from 

 this Beaufort Justice. He was of Lord Egremont's blood, by the 

 New Forest Justice ; Justice by Mr. Gilbert's Jasper ; and Jasper, 

 bred by Egremont — ' Oh, the hosier ! " exclaimed his lordship ; 

 "he'll be the death of me." 



" Is that all ? " asked Jack, as his lordship seemed lost in medi- 

 tation. 



a All ? — no ! " replied he, starting up, adding : " Here's some- 

 thing about you." 



' r Me ! " exclaimed Jack. 



" ' If Mr. Spraggon is with you, and you like to bring bim, I can 

 manage to put him up too,' " read his lordship. " What think you 

 of that ? " asked his lordship, turning to our friend, who was now 

 squinting his eyes inside out with anger. 



" Think of it ! " retorted Jack, kicking out his legs — " think of 

 it ! — why, I think he's a dim'd impittant feller, as Bragg would say." 



" So he is," replied his lordship ; " treating my friend Jack so." 



" I've a good mind to go," observed Jack, after a pause, thinking 

 he might punish Puff, and try to do a little business with Sponge. 

 " I've a good mind to go," repeated he ; " just by way of paying 

 Master Puff off. He's a consequential jackass, and wants taking down 

 a peg or two." 



" I think you may as well go and do it," replied his lordship, after 

 thinking the matter over ; " I think you may as well go and do it. 

 Not that he'll be good to take the conceit out of, but you may vex 



