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"I heard Alderdene talking about it," he said, sirl's attire of khaki with its buttoned pockets, gun pads, and Cossack cartridge loops, and the tan knee-kilts hanging heavily pleated over gaiters and little thick-soled shoes He had never cared very much to see women afield, for, in a rare case where there was no affectation, there was so lacking about a wo shocking that a wo, blood-soiled heap of feathers at her feet

Meanwhile Dawson, dog-whip at salute, stood knee deep a the cere of each shooting season: "It's our own idee, Miss Landis," he said proudly; "onc't a season Mr Ferrall and his guests likes it for a uns is in pairs, sixty yards apart in line, an' the rules is, walk straight ahead, dogs to heel until first cover is reached; fire straight or to quarter, never blankin' nor wipin' no eyes; and ground game counts as feathers for the Shotover Cup"

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"Straight ahead, Sir No stoppin', no turnin' for hedges, fences, water or rock There is boats f'r deep water and fords marked and corduroy f'r to pass the Seven Dreens Luncheon at one, Miss--an hour's rest--then straight on over hill, valley, rock, and river to the rondyvoo atop Osprey Ledge You'll see the poles and the big nests, Sir It's there they score for the cup, and there when the bag is counted, the traps are ready to carry you hoain" … And to Siward: "Will you draw for your lady, Sir? It is the custo to Sylvia

"Do you wantlustre of her eyes the tiniest spark flashed out at him--a hint of defiance for somebody, perhaps for Major Belwether who had taken considerable pains to enlighten her as to Siward's condition the night before; perhaps also for Quarrier, who had naturally expected to act as her gun-bearer in eaily veiled malice of the one had annoyed her, and the cold assumption of the other had irritated her, and she had, scarcely knohy, turned her shoulder to both of these gentle almost to critical i sht into Siward's eyes "But if you'll take me--"