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always took all the grouse he could collect to his 

 master's butt, so his name mattered but little. Our 

 score for nineteen days was 382 grouse, 34 black-cocks, 

 103 partridges, 19 snipes, 12 hares, 7 rabbits, 5 various, 

 and 2 fallow bucks. This was a bad grouse season in 

 these parts, disease having done its deadly work but 

 too well. 



I cannot mention the name of the late Captain Nevile 

 without relating an incident that had happened to us in 

 Paris some years earlier. Together we had made a little 

 expedition to that gay capital, to see Doncaster win the 

 Grand Prix, poor Nevile taking the opportunity to have 

 a small plunge on the English horse, which was easily 

 beaten by the French Boiard. To console ourselves, we 

 went in the evening to the Mabille, when, as Nevile 

 was sitting looking somewhat depressed, he was espied 

 by four young Frenchmen, who, though they were 

 strangers to us, had no sooner set eyes on my dejected 

 friend than, guessing the cause, they formed themselves 

 into a ring and, linking arms, began to dance round 

 him while chanting : " Boiard a gagne ! Boiard a 



