[Two Years Ago, Volume II. by Charles Kingsley]@TWC D-Link bookTwo Years Ago, Volume II. CHAPTER XVIII 14/20
Perfect!" "Yes--don't want us--may as well sit here a minute.
Awfully hot, eh? What a splendid creature that Miss St.Just is! I say, Peter!" "Yes, sir," shouts Peter, from the other side. "Those hounds ain't right!" with an oath. "Not right, sir ?" "Didn't I tell you ?--five couple and a half--no, five couple--no, six. Hang it! I can't see, I think! How many hounds did I tell you to bring out ?" "Five couple, sir." "Then ...
why did you bring out that other ?" "Which other ?" shouts Peter, while Thurnall eyes Trebooze keenly. "Why that! He's none o' mine! Nasty black cur, how did he get here ?" "Where? There's never no cur here!" "You lie, you oaf--no--why--Doctor--How many hounds are there here ?" "I can't see," says Tom, "among those bushes." "Can't see, eh? Why don't those brutes hit it off ?" says Trebooze, drawling, as if he had forgotten the matter, and lounging over the fence, drops into the stream, followed by Tom, and wades across. The hounds are all round him, and he is couraging them on, fussing again more than ever; but without success. "Gone to hole somewhere here," says Peter. "....!" cries Trebooze, looking round, with a sudden shudder, and face of terror.
"There's that black brute again! there, behind me! Hang it, he'll bite me next!" and he caught up his leg, and struck behind him with his spear. There was no dog there. Peter was about to speak; but Tom silenced him by a look, and shouted,-- "Here we are! Gone to holt in this alder root!" "Now then, little Carlingford! Out of the way, puppies!" cries Trebooze, righted again for the moment by the excitement, and thrusting the hounds right and left, he stoops down to put in the little terrier. Suddenly he springs up, with something like a scream, and then bursts out on Peter with a volley of oaths. "Didn't I tell you to drive that cur away ?" "Which cur, sir ?" cries Peter, trembling, and utterly confounded. "That cur!...
Can't I believe my own eyes? Will you tell me that the beggar didn't bolt between my legs this moment, and went into the hole before the terrier ?" Neither answered.
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