CAPE FOXHOUNDS 



but little of the cover and of hounds 

 at work within it, but other entertain- 

 ment comes to me. Anon there is 

 the slightest rustle in the bush, and 

 stealthily a hare slips out and squats 

 quite motionless a few yards from 

 me ; she hearkens backward, her 

 great dark eyes bright-glistening in 

 the sunlight ; then she turns and 

 hunches in again, but a minute later 

 the Master's cheering voice again 

 sends her palpitating on to the open ; 

 a moment's pause, and then away 

 she lits adown the slope and scampers 

 off to other hiding-places. Now 

 creeping up towards me, close along 

 the heather's edge, there comes a 

 string of brown-grey partridges all 

 scuttling fast in frightened hurry. I 

 wonder who gives them their orders ? 



