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 1  XIII|      dogs that he was not the fox.~ ~Most of the ladies were
 2  XIII|      hounds had now started a fox, but they were still a long
 3  XIII|       his might.~ ~"Look! the fox, the fox!" cried his pursuers,
 4  XIII|  might.~ ~"Look! the fox, the fox!" cried his pursuers, when
 5  XIII|      loved him.~ ~And now the fox suddenly emerged again on
 6  XIII|   part of the hunt began. The fox was a fine specimen, about
 7  XIII|   hard upon his traces.~ ~The fox began to go slower and slower.
 8  XIII|      forward as if to let the fox know that a few more minutes
 9  XIII|        Pg 283]~ ~Suddenly the fox stood still. Sweeping his
10  XIII|   yours."~ ~Another leap. The fox suddenly crouched down,
11  XIII| twenty paces further that the fox had remained behind.~ ~And
12  XIII|   Fecske really did seize the fox; but the fox in his turn
13  XIII|    did seize the fox; but the fox in his turn seized Fecske,
14  XIII|     Fecske got.~ ~And now the fox, with all his might, made
15  XIII|    dog would never catch this fox - nay, two and even three
16  XIII|  match for him. It was an old fox, and they knew each other,
17  XIII|      was made of.~ ~Again the fox practised his old wiles,
18  XIII|   such a sight?~ ~And now the fox stopped short again in mid
19  XIII|  Armida had done, but, as the fox turned towards him with
20  XIII|    that one could see was the fox turning a somersault in
21  XIII|       manœuvres he turned the fox back towards the hunters,
22  XIII|     knew that in the next the fox could seize him, and dogs
23  XIII|       own peculiar ideas of a fox's grip, for it is the bite
24  XIII|       in wearing him out. The fox no longer defended himself,
25    XX|          I see the trail of a fox, Martin," said the foremost