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Weir, which they dashed over, and up the 

 long pool above, and nearly to the Orchard 

 Pool. Here, just where the river takes a 

 bend, good old Clinker made a strong mark 

 at a big holt under the oak tree, that was 

 seldom without a tenant, and the whole pack 

 solidly proclaimed a "true bill." Dear little 

 Jim was underground in a "brace of shakes," 

 and like the plucky little fellow he was, 

 precious soon served a forcible ejectment 

 order on the quarry. Suddenly there was a 

 heavy swirl in the water, and a chain of 

 bubbles rising to the surface gives evidence 

 that the otter has slipped out of his hover 

 and indicates the direction he has taken. 



" Look out below ! " shouts the Master, 

 the eager hounds swimming the line with 

 the keenest enjoyment as they winded the 

 chain. Arthur, who had been posted at the 

 Weir, was now joined by two other men, 

 who knew their work and how to keep 



