Pepper Brings the News, 137 



I went back and hurriedly finished my 

 breakfast, thinking it over meantime. Of 

 course / had to go, there needed Httle thinking 

 about that, and I ordered my cob at once, and 

 off I started for Muggerhanger. 



''But dash it!" thought I, as I jogged 

 along, '' This is no good. I must try for'ard." 

 So I turned to Southill, in the hope of hearing 

 some later news of him. I was passing Mr. 

 Samuel Whitbread's place, Southill Park, 

 when I heard somebody call me. Turning my 

 head I saw Sam Baily, Mr. Whitbread's agent. 



'' You are the very chap I wanted to see," 

 he called out. ''We've got a great deer in 

 the Four Acres." 



" That's the one I've heard about," said I, 

 " and that's the one I'm enquiring for." 



" I'll arrange for the beaters to be ready in 

 double-quick time," he said. " You go back 

 and fetch the hounds." 



I galloped back home, sending word on the 

 way to as many as I could. We lost httle 

 time in getting back again with the pack. I 

 shut them up at the farm while I and old Bob 



