Whoever heard the like of that?"
"What sort of a man is he?" asked the doctor. "A great man in his
own country everybody says," answered Runciman. "I wish he'd stayed
there. He comes over here and thinks he understands everything just
as though he had lived here all his life. Did you say gin cold,
Larry; and rum for you, Mr. Masters?" Then the landlord gave the
orders to the girl who had answered the bell.
"But they say he's actually going to Lord Rufford's," said young
Botsey who would have given one of his fingers to be asked to the
lord's house.
"They are all going from Bragton," said Runciman.
"The young squire is going to ride one of my horses," said Harry
Stubbings.
"That'll be an easy three pounds in your pockets, Harry," said the
doctor. In answer to which Harry remarked that he took all that as
it came, the heavies and lights together, and that there was not
much change to be got out of three sovereigns when some gentlemen
had had a horse out for the day,--particularly when a gentleman
didn't pay perhaps for twelve months.
"The whole party is going," continued the landlord. "How he is to
have the cheek to go into his Lordship's house after what he is
doing is more than I can understand."
"What business is it of his?" said Larry angrily. "That's what I
want to know. What'd he think if we went and interfered over there?
I shouldn't be surprised if he got a little rough usage before he's
out of the county.
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