Either hare or hound might walk when he preferred.
But for the first five minutes the hounds, who divided into three squads almost immediately, moved along at an easy jog.

Every eye was alert for the first sign of a paper trail.

There were six upper classmen running with the hounds.

Ben Badger was somewhere ahead, hiding in order not to betray the trail.

But, when he had been passed, Badger would jump up and run with the hounds, making the seventh judge.
"I wonder if we've a ghost of a show to win," muttered Tom Reade.
"Every show in the world---until we're beaten!" replied Dick, doggedly.