158 WITH HOUND AND TERRIER. 



a bad-scenting day. Mr Guest had a great know- 

 ledge of the run of a fox, and when he was hunting 

 his own pack very few foxes escaped him. A 

 keener, harder pack to break up their quarry there 

 could not be ; and I remember a man who had just 

 been appointed whipper-in telling me that he felt 

 quite nervous when taking a fox from the hounds, 

 as they fought so hard to keep it. 



Mr Guest, though a heavy weight, was always 

 with his hounds, but he never gave them help 

 unless they really needed it, as he loved to see 

 them puzzle out the line for themselves. The 

 hounds could run, however, as well as hunt, and 

 when there was a scent you had to ride your 

 hardest to keep in touch with them. I know no 

 one who was better to follow in a quick thing than 

 the Master, for he knew the country and how to 

 get over it, and you might trust him to find out 

 the weak place in even the most impossible-looking 

 fence. 



Lady Theodora Guest, who before her marriage 

 hunted regularly from Motcombe, where she was 

 living with her mother, the late Marchioness of 

 Westminster, is a rare judge of hunting, and 

 always knows what hounds are doing. She could 

 tell the name and history of every hound in the 

 pack, and no one rode straighter or more thor- 

 oughly understood how to get over a big Dorset- 

 shire double than she did. I only speak of her 

 performances in the past tense, because she has 

 been but seldom seen at the covert-side since Mr 



