'
'Never mind,' said Dunsey, nodding his head sideways as he looked
out of the window. 'It 'ud be very pleasant to me to go in your
company- you're such a handsome brother, and we've always been so fond
of quarrelling with one another, I shouldn't know what to do without
you. But you'd like better for us both to stay at home together; I
know you would. So you'll manage to get that little sum o' money,
and I'll bid you good-bye, though I'm sorry to part.'
Dunstan was moving off, but Godfrey rushed after him and seized him
by the arm, saying, with an oath:
'I tell you, I have no money: I can get no money.'
'Borrow of old Kimble.'
'I tell you, he won't lend me any more, and I shan't ask him.'
'Well then, sell Wildfire.'
'Yes, that's easy talking. I must have the money directly.'
'Well, you've only got to ride him to the hunt tomorrow. There'll
be Bryce and Keating there, for sure. You'll get more bids than one.'
'I daresay, and get back home at eight o'clock, splashed up to
the chin. I'm going to Mrs Osgood's birthday dance.'
'Oho!' said Dunsey, turning his head on one side, and trying to
speak in a small mincing treble. 'And there's sweet Miss Nancy coming;
and we shall dance with her, and promise never to be naughty again,
and be taken into favour, and--'
'Hold your tongue about Miss Nancy, you fool,' said Godfrey,
turning red, 'else I'll throttle you.
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