"Very good. We'll split the difference and allow him twenty-five
per cent off. Where'll we meet to-morrow?"
"There's some trouble among the villages down the river about
their land-titles. It's good goin' ground there, too," the
Inspector said.
The next meet, then, was some twenty miles down the river, and
the pack were not enlarged till they were fairly among the
fields. Abu Hussein was there in force--four of him. Four
delirious hunts of four minutes each--four hounds per fox--ended
in four earths just above the river. All the village looked on.
"We forgot about the earths. The banks are riddled with 'em.
This'll defeat us," said the Inspector.
"Wait a moment!" The Governor drew forth a sneezing hound. "I've
just remembered I'm Governor of these parts."
"Then turn out a black battalion to stop for us. We'll need 'em,
old man."
The Governor straightened his back. "Give ear, O people!" he
cried. "I make a new Law!"
The villagers closed in. He called:--
"Henceforward I will give one dollar to the man on whose land Abu
Hussein is found.
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