I EVER SAW 221 



is made up. The door is locked ; a good 

 kick and it is open. In the inside there is 

 just room for my horse. The ceiling is low, 

 but so is now his head. I shut the door and 

 run as fast as top-boots will allow along the 

 edge of the cliff to the top of Midnight 

 Crags. Here I hear the hounds still 

 running some hundred of feet below me in 

 the darkness. I labour on, till, exhausted, 

 I sit down above the pass into Bilsdale. I 

 can still hear them occasionally, in spite of 

 the wind howling up the gully, and then 

 all is still. I wait some minutes, then 

 halloo with all my might. They have 

 either killed or run to ground, but wherever 

 it is, I cannot reach them. 



Eventually five and a half couples came to 

 me, and I floundered and blundered over the 



