Don't try to cover it all in a minute.

Save your wind!" admonished Dick to his own squad.
The upper classmen judges ran well behind the hounds.

It was needful only that they be near enough to see and decide any disputed point of capture.
It was all of twenty-five minutes over a course that led across fields and through woods, ere the hounds caught the first glimpse of their quarry.

Yet, all along, the paper trail was in evidence.
One of the hares was required to strew the small bits of paper.
When his bag was empty another hare must begin dropping the white bits.
"I'll bet Ripley dropped along here---the trail is so mean and difficult," grunted Reade, disgustedly.
"There are the hares ahead---I see two of them!" bellowed Dan Dalzell, lustily.
A chorus from the hounds responded an instant later.

Yes; they had come in sight of the chase.