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servants as well as the Master were always 

 mounted on grey horses, and the general effect of 

 the grey and scarlet was decidedly smart. An 

 exchange of views as to the Master's love of sport, 

 which was overheard by chance between two 

 farmers of the Vale, tells its own story. " I 

 believe Mr Guest is a religious man," remarked 

 one, who had all the Dorset yeoman's love of 

 hunting. " Yes," agreed the other, also a well- 

 known figure at the covert-side, "so he is, and 

 always goes to church of a Sunday. But," with 

 a shrewd look, " if a pack of hounds did hunt 

 anywhere that day, I'm blowed if he M''ould not 

 be with them." 



Mr Guest's own hounds were a mixed pack, 

 and they were devotedly attached to him. The 

 welcome they gave him when he drove up to the 

 meet on a hunting morning was very pretty to see, 

 and at Tripps Limekiln I once saw them break 

 away from the whipper-in and scramble all over 

 the Master's carriage, to the great alarm of the 

 handsome pair of greys attached to it. Mr Guest 

 had a fancy for light-coloured hounds, especially 

 those with tan markings, as he thought that when 

 they were running they caught the eye better than 

 any others. He bred them for nose and voice, and 

 on a cub-hunting morning I have often sat outside 

 the covert listening with delight to the hounds' 

 deep notes, which I have never heard equalled in 

 any other pack. It was a treat also to see the 

 patience with which they would work out a line on 



