"'Give the hounds a trot out by way of exercise' eh?" "Well, I hope it won't end in 'Dinner lost! 'ounds lost! self lost all lost together! What d'ye think of calling the hunt, old boy?" "The Cut-'em-downs, if you're going to ride over my hounds," said Charteris, as a heedless puppy blundered in front of Gerrard's horse. "And call you Crasher."