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they must press 'im, at some period or other 

 o' the chase, which they don't seem at all inclined 

 to do,' continued he, looking at their indifferent 

 slack mode of proceeding. ( For-rard on!' at 

 length cries our master, cracking his whip at a 

 group of dwellers, who seemed inclined to re- 

 assure every yard of the ground * For-rard on ! ' 

 repeated he, riding angrily at them, adding, 'cus 

 your unbelievin' 'eads, can't you trust old Priestess 

 and Ravager ? ' 



To increase our worthy master's perplexities, 

 a formidable flock of sheep now wheel semi- 

 circularly over the line, completely obliterating 

 any little scent that remained, and though our 

 finest huntsman under the sun, aided by Charley 

 as whip, quickly got the hounds beyond their foil, 

 he was not successful in touching upon the line 

 of the fox again. 



'Humph? grunted our master, reviewing his 

 cast, ' the ship must ha' heat 'im, or he 's wanished 

 into thin hair ' ; adding, * jest put 'em on to me, 

 Charley, whilst I makes one o' Mr. Craven Smith's 



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