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we went at a good pace ; but the scent became bad, 

 the day cold and stormy, and, the hounds coming to a 

 check, the fox was lost. After this we drew another 

 likely-looking cover, which was blank, and, as the 

 hounds were then trotted off in the direction of the 

 vale district, I left them and rode back to Melton. 

 Thus ended my first week in this magnificent hunting 

 country. 



