254 REMINISCENCES OF THE LEWS. 



In jumps Carabine into the wood, and returns 

 at once with the intelhgence that the animal is 

 a wolf, that the hounds would follow him all 

 day, or for a month, as they never like running 

 up to one of those animals, who, therefore, 

 never troubles himself with going too fast. 

 But the worst was that our sport was spoilt 

 for the day, as the only chance of recovering 

 the hounds w^as for Carabine to head them 

 some three leagues off by making a short cut 

 through the forest. Disconsolately, therefore, 

 did we wend our way back to the place where 

 the carriage was to meet us, I with my tail very 

 much between my legs. 



We had barely time for a little luncheon, when, 

 just as the horses were putting to, up comes 

 Carabine with the hounds, having recovered 

 them just where he intended to do. Having 

 taken a small glass of brandy and a morsel of 

 bread, he was about to return on foot to 

 Rennes, when I insisted he should have my 

 place in the carriage. I fear there was little 

 real charity in my offer. I wanted to get away 

 from my companions, who were driving me half 

 wild. Not a bit of it. I could not stand the 

 walk, &c., &c. At last he said he would sit on 

 a sort of bar that was at the back of the under- 

 carriage of our conveyance. We declared he 



