176 THE LIFE OF A FOXHOUND. 



Immediately afterwards both entered the 

 court, and the huntsman glancing round, said 

 reproachfully, " What's all this about, eh ? " 



At this juncture, Mark the feeder made his 

 appearance, and his eye instantly fell upon 

 Gameboy. I never shall forget the old man's 

 countenance, the moment he saw the hound. 

 A ghastly paleness came over it, and he 

 looked almost stunned with the sight. 



** Great heaven! " ejaculated he, holding 

 up both his hands. " Great heaven. Will, 

 there's madness among 'em ! " 



'* What ! " said the huntsman, his question 

 sounding like a sharp expression of pain. 



" Madness," repeated Mark, " as sure as 

 we live." 



With staring eyes, the huntsman and 

 second whip examined Gameboy at a short 

 distance and, after a slight pause, the 

 former exclaimed, " 'Tis true! Run, Ned, 

 and bring the Sqiure." 



" Get in, get in," hallooed Mark, and 

 closing the lodging-room door, we were safe 

 from the attacks of the wretched Gameboy, 

 who was now left alone in the court. 



" Take care," said Will, retreating to- 

 wards the door, " he's in a most rabid state." 



