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from the cover/^ said I, " and be silent ; so if pug 

 wishes to go, don^t let us stare him in the face/^ 

 By us went the pack inside the cover. " Now 

 for a break to the right/' says I. Near the top 

 of the cover over jumped Charley, the clean 

 white tip of his brush, high carried, showed him 

 no tired or draggled one. I saw my friend's 

 mouth open like the new gutta percha busts sold 

 as toys. " Be quiet, pray do,'' says I. 



" There goes the fox," said my friend. 



^' And we will go after him ; if you don't send 

 him back," replied I. Pug had now got a field 

 off, and on his jumping the hedge into the next, 

 " Now, come along," said I, and galloping up 

 to where he broke cover, I gave a " Tally-ho, 

 away ! " Ditto, of course, from my friend.^ '' Now 

 be quiet," said I ; " we don't want to call away 

 the hounds, but to let the Huntsman know Charley 

 is off. The hounds had, however, heard the 

 halloa, over came a couple and a half and raced 

 up to where we stood. " Yo doit. Termagant ! " 

 said I. The old bitch looked at me, and I could 

 fancy said, ^^ You know the line ; come, cap us on, 

 and don't give me the trouble of picking it out." 

 " It won't do, old lady," said I. " Yoi doit, there ! " 

 The old bitch put down her nose, ^' owned " it, 

 and away she went. By this time over came the 

 pack, and over came Will: I just waved my hat 

 on the line. ^' Now," said I, '' you see we have 



