I EVER SAW 223 



then I jogged home — but sleep was banished 

 by aching Hmbs, 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 ofills under the stars— each wall and 

 stream, gate and stile were jumped a dozen 

 times. I could see ao-ain the straofo-lino- 

 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 



