_Brown_ (_on foot_). "Do you know what the total is for the season?"
_Simkins_ (_somewhat new to country life_). "Fifteen pairs of foxes, the
huntsman says. But he seems to have kept no count of rabbits or 'ares,
and I know they've killed and eaten a lot of those!"
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[Illustration: PUTTING IT NICELY
_Young Lady_ (_politely, to old Gentleman who is fiddling with gap_). "I
don't wish to hurry you, sir, but when you have quite finished your game
of spilikins I should like to come!"]
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[Illustration: TERPSICHOREAN
_Sportsman_ (_to Dancing Man, who has accepted a mount_). "Hold on
tight, sir, and she'll _waltz_ over with you."]
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[Illustration: _Benevolent Stranger._ "Allow me, sir, to offer you a
drink!"
_Unfortunate Sportsman_ (_just out of brook_). "Thanks; but I've had a
drop too much already!"]
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[Illustration: THE MAGIC WORD
_Huntsman_ (_having run a fox to ground, to yokel_). "Run away down and
get some o' your fellows to come up with spades, will ye? Tell 'em we're
after hidden treasure!"]
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[Illustration: A CAPITAL DODGE
Among his native banks Old Poddles takes a lot of beating. He says
there's nothing easier when you know how to negotiate 'em.]
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