I EVER SAW 223 



then I jogged home but sleep was banished 

 by aching limbs, and the excitement of the 

 day. All night I saw the whole scene 

 enacted over again. The streaming ten 

 couple always tearing and racing on as if for 

 ever over valley and lonely moor. I felt 

 my horse floundering through the bogs 

 again ; myself clambering up and down 

 those gills under the stars each wall and 

 stream, gate and stile were jumped a dozen 

 times. I could see again the straggling 

 hounds, run out, sitting in the heather, and 

 hear their dismal howling as they realised 

 they were "done" and "lost." 



Now this run was an extraordinarily long 

 one ; it cannot be made less than 19 miles, 

 and is more like 21. It was 11 miles from 

 point of find to Ingleby Landslip; but 



