A HARE DRIVE 21 



Luncheon followed, where My Lady's stand 

 had been, by a big rock. 



In a few minutes My Lord appeared, bring- 

 ing in his contribution to the bag. It made 

 twenty-two hares altogether. Had My Lord 

 been in one of the other two places, or even 

 with either of the twenty-bores, the bag 

 would have been nearer forty or more. But 

 that is the fortune of war or sport or unselfish- 

 ness, in giving your lady and your guest the 

 best chances. 



There never were merrier people than we 

 three as we sat on the misty hillside with 

 snow and white hares round us. 



Another short drive of a belt of wood was 

 suggested. This time the stands were in open 

 spaces in the wood. A few hares came along. 

 I got one. Luck singled me out that day. 



That was the end. Each beater was given 

 a hare, so all shared in the day's success. A 

 swinging walk downhill off the rough ground 

 on to the moor road brought us to within two 

 miles of home. From there through the birch 

 wood, where the mosses gleamed like emeralds 



