Kolgrim whooped, and slipped the leash, and the hounds sprang after it, and we followed cheering.

It was good to feel the rush of hillside air in our faces, and the spring and stretch of the horses under us, and to see the long-reached hounds straining after the great bird that might well be able to escape them.
I suppose that Ethelnoth started a second bird.

I did not look behind me to see what any man was doing, but followed the chase round the spur of a granite-topped hillside, and forgot him.

For when the bustard took wing for a heavy flight, and lit and ran again, and again flew with wings that failed each time more and more, while the strong legs were the stronger for the short rest, and when the good hounds were straining after it, one could not expect me to care for aught but that.
It had been strange if I thought of anything but the sport.

I knew there were two horsemen close by, a little wide on either flank, but behind me.