I'll give all I have to help Leon buy his horse; then I'm going to begin saving for mine.
The line closed up, a solid wall of men with sticks, clubs and guns; the dogs ranged outside, and those on horseback stopped where they could see best; and inside, raced back and forth, and round and round, living creatures.

I couldn't count they moved so, but even at that distance I could see that some were poor little cotton tails.

The scared things! A whack over the head, a backward toss, and the dogs were mouthing them.

The long tailed, sleek, gracefully moving ones, they were foxes, the foxes driven from their holes, and nothing on earth could save their skins for them now; those men meant to have them.
I pulled the doors shut suddenly.

I was so sick I could scarcely stand.