The hounds are heading that way, and there's a gate." Young Hampton in the meantime was going straight for the fence.
"I'm not afraid," said Arabella.
"Very well.

Give him his head and he'll do it." Just at that moment there was a noise behind them and the Major on Jemima rushed up.

She was covered with foam and he with dirt, and her sides were sliced with the spur.

His hat was crushed, and he was riding almost altogether with his right hand.

He came close to Arabella and she could see the rage in his face as the animal rushed on with her head almost between her knees.