"the mebry hareieks." 39 



cleverest fellows going, and dreamed confusedly 

 of hares, greyhounds, harriers, and the Speaker 

 all mixed up together. 



All was speedily arranged. The old kennels 

 were good enough for the present ; a whip who 

 could hunt the hounds came with the pack and 

 brought a junior with him ; Wetherby under- 

 took to provide horse-flesh ; and Cobb strolled 

 into his tailor's shop and tried to look as if he 

 were making an every-day request when he 

 ordered a couple of pairs of breeches. As to the 

 material of which they should be composed he 

 was not clear, but hit on a happy compromise by 

 ordering one of cord, one of tweed, and a pair of 

 buckskins ; and then he wanted a coat. 



"A pink, sir? " asked the tailor, wondering 

 what it all meant. 



*' Well — a sort of red — like that, you know," 

 he answered carelessly, pointing to a highly 

 coloured picture, which showed a gentleman in 

 gorgeous array, mounted on a horse with a 

 flowing tail, a very arched neck, and no shoulders. 



The coat came home, but somehow or other 

 Wetherby heard about it ; and though at the 

 opening breakfast the menu was headed by a 

 picture of a man in pink jumping a five-barred 

 gate, the master was dressed in orthodox green. 



The menu began with oysters, which are per- 



