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She began to hope that Humfrey had after all brought a false alarm, and that either he had been mistaken or that Langston was deceiving the Council itself, and though Sir Amias Paulett's close proximity held her silent, those who knew her best saw that her indomitably buoyant spirits were rising, and she hummed to herself the refrain of a gay French hunting-song, with the more zest perhaps that her warder held himself trebly upright, stiff and solemn under it, as one who thought such lively times equally unbefitting a lady, a queen, and a captive.

As George's step crushed the wild thyme, which the thorn-tree shadowed, "Hush!" said Waife, "and mark how the rudest musical sound can affect the brute creation." He resumed the whistle, a clearer, louder, wilder tune, that of a lively hunting-song. The deer turned quickly round, uneasy, restless, tossed its antlers, and bounded through the fern.

No less than fifteen songs are interspersed in the play, and it is matter for curious conjecture why none of them was chosen for a reprint among the collected verses published ten years later in the Miscellanies. Time has almost failed to preserve even the hunting-song beginning finely

They were refused by June, and silence fell. Soames said: "You'd better take a cutlet, June; there's nothing coming." But June again refused, so they were borne away. And then Irene asked: "Phil, have you heard my blackbird?" Bosinney answered: "Rather he's got a hunting-song. As I came round I heard him in the Square." "He's such a darling!" "Salad, sir?" Spring chicken was removed.

Give, give, give! That's the masculine chorus the hunting-song of the human wolf-pack!" "Don't talk like that it ain't like you, kid. You were always the gamest little dame I ever knew." He essayed to take the hand that was twisted in the folds of her cloak, but she drew it away from him in a fury.

I sang them the old hunting-song, and they said I did it tunably, and, whereas they saw I could already dance a hornpipe and turn a somersault passably well, the leader of the troop, old Nat Fire-eater, took me on, and methinks he did not repent nor I neither save when I sprained my foot and had time to lie by and think.

He might be a rather entertaining sort of poet; telling a smoking-room story in blank verse or writing a hunting-song in the Spenserian stanza; giving a realistic analysis of infanticide in a series of triolets; or proving the truth of Immortality in a long string of limericks. Browning certainly had no such indifference.

The lodge was noisy. Loud talking, the coming and going of servants with trays, the crackle of wood fires in which whole logs were burning, and, as Nikky and his escort entered, the roaring chorus of a hunting-song filled the ears. Two of the men flung off their heavy coats, and proceeded without ceremony into the room whence the sounds issued.

So by torchlight we marched into the plantation, the wild hog rocking from its pole, and the doctor singing an old hunting-song Tally-ho! the chorus of which swelled high above the yells of the natives. We resolved to make a night of it.

There was coffee and chocolate and lemonade, with plates of dainty cakes and confectionery, in an ante-room. Then a gentleman sang a hunting-song in a fine tenor voice; and another paper on Art was read. If people came early, they also dispersed at a reasonable hour.