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to get into the nets a second time, and they 

 are killed by the dogs in the thick gorse. 

 Yap ! yap ! yap ! "Hie in, good dogs ! hie 

 in, young ones ! Ah ! back there ! back ! no 

 going over the nets ! Would you ? Look 

 here ! hie there ! in you go ! " Yap ! yap ! 

 yap ! all scurry, rush and bustle ; and the 

 Rectory boys and their friend are all over 

 the square at once, and in ten minutes so 

 tingle from innumerable pricks from the 

 gorse that they are benumbed and feel 

 them no more. ** Go, Fly, go ! " and a big 

 hare dashes out, with Fly after it, and both 

 jump the net and make for another clump of 

 gorse ; but Fly has never been beaten since 

 she was a puppy, and soon returns with the 

 hare in her mouth. " Hie in, dogs ! hie 

 in ! " There are more yet, and we are bound 

 to make a clean sweep ; and so the work 

 goes on. 



First one patch, and then another, till 



