CHAPTER V. 



MEN AND MANNERS. 



^^I^^HE best of Friday, November Otli, witli the 

 all :o Quorn was after lunclieon time (whenever that 

 sJJC, light but reviving repast may be hekl to have 

 liaJ its pL^ce) ; and in chase of a fox who had ah*eady 

 been run for forty minutes. The forenoon had been 

 marked merely by such flicts as John 0' Gaunt owning 

 only one fox, and that fox being haplessly chopped, by 

 Cold Newton being colder than ever, by a Friday field 

 assuminq: with deliiihted enthusiasm all its old turbu- 

 lence, by the Master having a most difticult and anything 

 but enviable time of it at the Coplow in consequence, 

 and by the perversity of late which put a shortrunning 

 cub under the noses of hounds instead of one of the 

 straifi:liti2:oin2: rovers which also set forth from this famous 

 stronghold. 



So the order was issued for Hungerton Foxholes ; a 

 fox left this in view ; and after about three-quarters of an 

 hour spent in circling very cheerily over some of the best 

 of the Beeby and Hungerton neighbourhood, he was pro- 

 nounced to have gone to ground under a hovel. 



But while Reynard was being sought with spade and 



