Jones. "CON-FOUND IT ALL! SOMEBODY'S TAKEN MY HAT, AND LEFT THIS FILTHY, BEASTLY, SHABBY OLD THING INSTEAD!"
Brown. "A—I BEG YOUR PARDON, BUT THAT HAPPENS TO BE MY HAT!"
KEPT IN THE STABLE.
Head Groom B-lf-r loq.:—
Kept in! Yes, by thunder! Be 't prudence or blunder,
Gov's fondness for Tithe, or bad weather, or what,
You're kept in the stable, though fit, ay, and able
To lead the whole field and to win by a lot.
A hunter I never bestrode half as clever!