42 TEE SILVER FOX 



swearing furiously and futilely. " After all, 

 this is pretty nearly the first time I've been 

 on a horse since that smash. Damn you, 

 you brute, keep quiet ! " This to the grey, 

 who was fidgeting and pulling, with his 

 ears pricked in expectation of anything and 

 everything. " I've never had a right feel 

 about a horse since that time." He pulled 

 out his flask and took a drink — his wife had 

 given it to him — and as he put it back he 

 thought, with almost the bitterest pang of 

 all, that she would never understand — that 

 he could never tell her. 



The note of the horn struck on his ear, 

 and, looking back through the rain, he saw 

 the hounds coming quietly along the road 

 behind him. Lady Susan and Mr. Glasgow 

 were riding in front of them, and he knew 

 that the time had come when he would have 

 to begin to tell lies. 



