in the word “Lord” which finds its way
home to the heart of an Englishman. No sooner
did Sam pronounce it, than the Baron became transformed
in Jorrocks’s eyes into a very superior sort
of person, and forthwith he commences ingratiating
himself by offering him a share of a large paper of
sandwiches, which the Baron accepted with the greatest
condescension, eating what he could and stuffing the
remainder into his hat. His lordship was a better
hand at eating than speaking, and the united efforts
of the party could not extract from him the precise
purport of his journey. Sam threw out two or
three feasible offers in the way of bets, but they
fell still-born to the bottom of the coach, and Jorrocks
talked to him about hunting and had the conversation
all to himself, the Baron merely replying with a bow
and a stare, sometimes diversified with, or “I
tank you—vare good.” The conversation
by degrees resolved itself into a snore, in which
they were all indulging, when the raw morning air
rushed in among them, as a porter with a lanthorn opened
the door and announced their arrival at Newmarket.
Forthwith they turned into the street, and the outside
passengers having descended, they all commenced straddling,
yawning, and stretching their limbs while the guard
and porters sorted their luggage. The Yorkshireman
having an eye to a bed, speedily had Mr. Jorrocks’s
luggage and his own on the back of a porter on its
way to the “Rutland Arms,” while that worthy
citizen followed in a sort of sleepy astonishment
at the smallness of the place, inquiring if they were
sure they had not stopped at some village by mistake.
Two beds had been ordered for two gentlemen who could
not get two seats by the mail, which fell to the lot
of those who did, and into these our heroes trundled,
having arranged to be called by the early exercising
hour.
Whether it was from want of his usual night-cap of
brandy and water, or the fatigues of travelling, or
what else, remains unknown, but no sooner was Mr.
Jorrocks left alone with his candle, than all at once
he was seized with a sudden fit of trepidation, on
thinking that he should have been inveigled to such
a place as Newmarket, and the tremor increasing as
he pulled four five-pound bank-notes out of his watch-pocket,
besides a vast of silver and his great gold watch,
he was resolved, should an attempt be made upon his
property, to defend it with his life, and having squeezed
the notes into the toe of his boots, and hid the silver
in the wash-hand stand, he very deliberately put his
watch and the poker under the pillow, and set the
heavy chest of drawers with two stout chairs and a
table against the door, after all which exertions he
got into bed and very soon fell sound asleep.