3. Later, at 4 a.m., the butler came to rouse him. "Sir!" A pause. "Sir, th' 'osses be very nigh ready!" Uncertain voice from within—"Eh? good-night! Remember to call me early in the morning!"
4. Snoring resumed in infinitum. Still, Percy looked rather sheepish later on, when the others pretended they had missed him on the road, and inquired whether he had found the morning as exhilarating as he had expected.
MY LITTLE BROWN MARE
(A Song for the commencement of the Hunting Season)
She's rather too lean but her head's a large size,
And she hasn't the average number of eyes;