Quite honestly, I've not ridden for years--and even if I took up riding once more I should never hunt again.

I think"-- she shrank a little--"it's too cruel." Trenby regarded her with ingenuous amazement.
"Cruel!" he exclaimed.

"Why, it's sport!" "Magic word!" Nan's lips curled a little.

"You say it's 'sport' as though that made it all right." "So it does," answered Trenby contentedly.
"It may--for the sportsman.

But as far as the fox is concerned, it's sheer cruelty." Trenby drove on without speaking for a short time.