The clouds were nearly black with rain, threatening to spill sleet in daggers and torrents. Laughed at me, then. "Saved!" "Ay, ay, it's all bob, my covey! You're safe enough, that's certain!" responded the Minters, baying, yelping, leaping, and howling around him like a pack of hounds when the huntsman is beating cover; "but, where are the lurchers?" "Who?" asked Wood. . It’s well hidden, miss.
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