At this moment Tony's mind was much disturbed, and he looked round more than once for Captain Glomax.

Captain Glomax had got into the brook, and had then ridden down to the high road which ran here near to them and which, as he knew, ran within one field of the gorse.

He had lost his place and had got a ducking and was a little out of humour with things in general.

It had not been his purpose to go to Impington on this day, and he was still, in his mind, saying evil things of the U.R.U.respecting that poisoned fox.

Perhaps he was thinking, as itinerant masters often must think, that it was very hard to have to bear so many unpleasant things for a poor L2,000 a year, and meditating, as he had done for the last two seasons, a threat that unless the money were increased, he wouldn't hunt the country more than three times a week.