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round, for I knew he had got something to do. 

 His horse caught the single rail as he landed, 

 sending it flying through the air right back over 

 the head of his rider. He rode up afterwards to 

 me and said, ' I shall buy your horse and the gray 

 mare Lady Grey when Mr. Musters sells the 

 Quorn horses at the end of the season.' I must 

 tell you Lady Grey was a flyer every one wanted 

 to buy, and on one memorable occasion she carried 

 me in a clinking gallop. We found our fox at 

 John o' Gaunt, and crossed the Twyford brook on 

 the south-east side of the station, made a seven- 

 mile point, and only rode over one field of plough, 

 pulling our fox down on the hillside by Dalby 

 Hall. Lord Wilton led the field all the way ; we 

 jumped the last fence side by side and saw hounds 

 race into their fox ; he said, ' Frank, that is the 

 best gallop I ever saw,' and he had seen a few in 

 his time ! Well, I must tell you that as I set the 

 gray mare's head for the Twyford brook, Henry 

 Custance, who was riding on my left hand, 

 shouted out, ' It won't do, Frank, it won't do ! ' 

 However, I did get over, though it was a wide 

 place, and I don't know what became of him, for 

 the pace was too good to inquire. When the 

 hunt horses were sold, Tom Day did not make a 

 very high figure, for he had a game leg, but it did 

 not make much odds to him, for he threw it away 

 as soon as he set going, and I think he was one of 

 the best horses to gallop on through the deep that 

 I ever sat on. Unfortunately Lady Grey got 

 pricked with a fork in the elbow-joint two days 



