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Sebastiani, who was devoted to him body and soul, for reasons connected with the past into which it was not worth while to inquire, accompanied him; and together they went to see the captive, who was closely watched by the huntsman's wife and his three sons. "That's where we stand," said Lupin to Clarisse Mergy, when he joined her at a neighbouring inn.
"A most interesting and elaborate ghost-story," said Harold. "Pray, Miss Connolly, may I ask if you yourself have seen the phantom hunt?" "No one has ever done that," replied Polly, "but when there is moonlight they say the shadows can be seen passing over the grass, and any New-Year's night you may hear the huntsman's horn." "I should like amazingly to hear it," replied the young man.
He saw people gathering at the kennels; saw men drink beer and eat sandwiches at the door of the huntsman's house, a long, low dwelling, with crumbling arched doorways like those of a monastery, watched them get away from the top of the moor, he among them; heard the horn, the whips; and saw the fox break cover.
It was not without a feeling of pity, approaching even to contempt, that this enthusiastic hunter observed her refuse the huntsman's knife, presented to her for the purpose of making the first incision in the stag's breast, and thereby discovering the venison.
Seen in a November landscape, how well a huntsman's coat looks, but then, how cold and grey is the colouring of the landscape. The right thing to do is to support your red with as many cool and neutral tones as possible and avoid hot shadows.
My experience teaches me to remember this fact and not try a horse, who is not a huntsman's mount, too highly in this respect.
"Welcome you are," said the huntsman, "and sorry we are that we have not better shelter or fare to offer you." "I couldn't wish a better welcome," said the Pooka, as he came over near the fire and sat down on his haunches. "Maybe you would like a little bit of this, Master Pooka," said the huntsman's wife, as she offered him a barley cake.
Region of bubbling caldron and boiling pool with fretted rims, rivaling the coral in delicacy of texture and the rainbow in variety of color; of steaming funnels exhaling into the etherine atmosphere in calm, unruffled monotone and paroxysmal ejection, vast clouds of fleecy vapor from the underground furnaces of the God of Nature; sylvan parkland, where amidst the unsullied freshness of flower-strewn valley and bountiful woodland, the native fauna of the land browse in fearless joy and wander wild and free, unfretted by sound of huntsman's horn, the long-drawn bay of the hound, and the sharp crack of the rifle.
Fallen leaves covering its surface had given it the colour of blood, and knee-deep in their midst stood a milk-white doe drinking. The beauty of the doe set fire to the huntsman's soul; he took an arrow and aimed well at the wild heart of the creature.
The huntsman's horse having at length returned from the fiddler hunt, and being whisped over, and made tolerably decent, Mr.
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