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" We ought to get up a subscription to buy ' The 

 Doctor,' and have him shot, as he is too good." 



I told him they would have to subscribe very 

 liberally to get the old horse. It was a very 

 fast thirty-two minutes from Burdett's covert with 

 the Quorn that caused Sir Frederick to say so the 

 first time, and he always stuck to it. The hounds 

 were no sooner in the covert than they found a fox, 

 and bustling him round, he came away at the 

 bottom end towards Dalby, and ran up a narrow 

 grass field to the next road. Four couple and a 

 half of hounds came out directly afterwards, and the 

 body of the pack were running another fox back in 

 covert. Mr. Coupland asked me if I would stop 

 the four and a half couple, which I tried my best to 

 do by galloping up the field and jumping into the 

 lane, but I might as well have tried to stop so many 

 cart-horses. There was a real good scent, and they 

 had got settled down to their fox. When I found 

 it impossible, I held up my hat as the signal for 

 them to come on. Just then I heard Tom Firr 

 blowing his horn, and presently come galloping 

 after me, so I went on to keep my small pack in 

 view. They ran towards Burrough Hill, but turned 

 to the right over the winning field of the old steeple- 

 chase course, straight down to the brook, over the 



