But the man had got away and only the horse lay there in the ditch.

"Are you hurt ?" said Vavasor; "can I do anything ?" But he did not stop, "If you can find a chap just send him to me," said Burgo in a melancholy tone.

Then he sat down, with his feet in the ditch, and looked at the carcase of his horse.
There was no more need of jumping that day.

The way was open into the next field,--a turnip field,--and there amidst the crisp breaking turnip-tops, with the breath of his enemies hot upon him, with their sharp teeth at his entrails, biting at them impotently in the agonies of his death struggle, poor Reynard finished his career.

Maxwell was certainly the first there,--but Sir William and George Vavasor were close upon him.