CHAPTER III. 



"Well, sir, I beg y'r pardon, what have ye done 



to-day ? " • 



" Oh ! a very fair day's sport, old friend. We found 

 a fox just beyond Pomfrey's Gorse, brought him across 

 the bottom towards the middle ride, knocked him about 

 a bit in the further quarter, till at last we brought him 

 out, as I thought, for Clench Common : but he turned 

 away across the open for the top of Care Hill, and then 

 all along the down for Huish Hill and Copher Wood, 

 and then sunk the hill, for you know where. Who- 

 whoop, and no blood ! " 



O.H. " Now, sir, I beg y'r pardon ; you see that fox 

 kept creeping about till he gets the ground foiled, and 

 then he slipt away with a side wind, sir, as may be so, 

 (and up comes the poker, and with it the O.H. seems to 

 point out the line). Well, sir, when he got to the top o' 

 Oare Hill, he know'd the earth, in the bottom under 



