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turned over with the greatest scrutiny; but 

 nothing suspicious appearing, we were 

 allowed to remain as we were, with a great 

 additional watch being kept over us. In fact, 

 Mark, or Will Sykes, was always close by 

 for a long time after Gameboy's death; and 

 if a hound growled even in his dream, one or 

 the other was at hand in a moment. I never 

 saw greater vigilance; and I can't help 

 thinking that the two kept an eye open for 

 weeks in their sleep." 



The tramp of three horses approaching the 

 kennel door put an end to this, our first 

 conversation since the fatal occurrence of 

 Gameboy's death. 



** Let 'em out, Mark," said a well-known 

 voice, and as the feeder threw back the door, 

 we scrambled from the court, and ran and 

 jumped in sportive circles about the horses. 

 Although in the highest state of excitement, 

 every tongue was mute, and a slight crack 

 from Tom Holt's whip put a considerable 

 check to the rather violent gambols of a few of 

 the youngest. It was not quite daylight as 

 we trotted along betwen three and four miles ; 

 and as we entered a gate at the end of a 

 hy-lane, who should be standing with his 



