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him in the direction of Bast Pennard Honse, 

 under which we had a long check, and it looked 

 as if it was all up. Still, the Master, convinced 

 that our hunted fox was in front of us, 

 persevered, and was presently rewarded by seeing 

 a reliable hound hit it off down a green lane, 

 and we resumed our pursuit with a diminished 

 field, picking it out, inch by inch, northward, 

 and then eastward, towards West Pennard, the 

 great grey " Tor " of Glastonbury looming 

 before us. Before reaching the town, however, 

 he turned right-handed, and, running over the 

 open earths at Wetherall Combe, he bore east- 

 ward, hounds now pressing him, and we heard 

 of him close in front of us. Now occurred a 

 most critical event, for a fox was viewed in a 

 hedge, apparently the hunted one, but luckily 

 the Master got a view at him and pronounced 

 him a fresh one. Hounds running in front 

 with their noses down never noticed him, and 

 almost directly after the hunted fox was viewed 

 dead beat, struggling out of a road, and we 

 thought we had got him ; but not so, for, gather- 

 ing himself together for a final effort, he set 



