Those trees are the park."
"But must we stop there?"
"That's as the fox may choose to behave. We shan't stop unless he
does." Then young Hampton came up, declaring that there was the
very mischief going on between Major Caneback and Jemima. According
to Hampton's account, the Major had been down three or four times,
but was determined to break either the mare's neck or her spirit.
He had been considerably hurt, so Hampton said, in one shoulder,
but had insisted on riding on. "That's the worst of him," said Lord
Rufford. "He never knows when to give up."
Then the hounds were again on the scent and were running very fast
towards the park. "That's a nasty ditch before us," said the Lord.
"Come down a little to the left. 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. "He'll have
another fall there," said Lord Rufford.
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