He must so train his heart as to feel for the fox a mingled tenderness and cruelty which is inexplicable to ordinary men and women.

His desire to preserve the brute and then to kill him should be equally intense and passionate.
And he should do it all in accordance with a code of unwritten laws, which cannot be learnt without profound study.

It may not perhaps be truly asserted that Lord Chiltern answered this description in every detail; but he combined so many of the qualities required that his wife showed her discernment when she declared that he seemed to have been made to be a Master of Hounds.
Early in that November he was riding home with Miss Palliser by his side, while the huntsmen and whips were trotting on with the hounds before him.

"You call that a good run, don't you ?" "No; I don't." "What was the matter with it?
I declare it seems to me that something is always wrong.

Men like hunting better than anything else, and yet I never find any man contented." "In the first place we didn't kill." "You know you're short of foxes at Gartlow," said Miss Palliser, who, as is the manner with all hunting ladies, liked to show that she understood the affairs of the hunt.
"If I knew there were but one fox in a county, and I got upon that one fox, I would like to kill that one fox,--barring a vixen in March." "I thought it very nice.