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saw, to look at this animal ; and I was curious to see 

 what he would do, so I said nothing. When he 

 came up, it took him a moment or two to understand 

 what he saw ; but after standing still for two or 

 three minutes to catch his wind, he shuffled through 

 the quiescent hounds, got into the ride which 1 had 

 ridden up, and carefully slotted, even to see the track 

 of a mouse, and, to my infinite amusement, went 

 through the ceremony of making a hit, and went 

 bawling and roaring along on the heel of my horse. 

 All the other French hounds joined him, roaring as 

 if they viewed a boar, while the English ones kept 

 aloof; so, to see what Jules would make of it when 

 it got down to him, I followed, without troubling 

 myself to get on Coco. The hounds kept along the 

 ride till Jules met them, and I cried out : — 



*^ Oh, kick 'em over! they are running the heel- 

 way of my horse." 



" No," he replied, " it is a fox." 



*^ No," I said, " it is no such thing ; they brought 

 their pretended line under my boots where I had been 

 for two hours, and I know they are running nothing 

 — at least, nothing but the heel of my horse." 



** D n my eyes ! " exclaims my friend, much 



excited, " I saw the fox." 



"Where?" 



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