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The
huntsman
standing
in
the
hollow
moved
and
loosed
his
borzois
,
and
Nicholas
saw
a
queer
,
short-legged
red
fox
with
a
fine
brush
going
hard
across
the
field
.
The
borzois
bore
down
on
it
...
Now
they
drew
close
to
the
fox
which
began
to
dodge
between
the
field
in
sharper
and
sharper
curves
,
trailing
its
brush
,
when
suddenly
a
strange
white
borzoi
dashed
in
followed
by
a
black
one
,
and
everything
was
in
confusion
;
the
borzois
formed
a
star-shaped
figure
,
scarcely
swaying
their
bodies
and
with
tails
turned
away
from
the
center
of
the
group
.
Two
huntsmen
galloped
up
to
the
dogs
;
one
in
a
red
cap
,
the
other
,
a
stranger
,
in
a
green
coat
.
"
What
's
this
?
"
thought
Nicholas
.
"
Where
's
that
huntsman
from
?
He
is
not
'
Uncle
's
'
man
.
"
The
huntsmen
got
the
fox
,
but
stayed
there
a
long
time
without
strapping
it
to
the
saddle
.
Their
horses
,
bridled
and
with
high
saddles
,
stood
near
them
and
there
too
the
dogs
were
lying
.
The
huntsmen
waved
their
arms
and
did
something
to
the
fox
.
Then
from
that
spot
came
the
sound
of
a
horn
,
with
the
signal
agreed
on
in
case
of
a
fight
.
"
That
's
Ilágin
's
huntsman
having
a
row
with
our
Iván
,
"
said
Nicholas
'
groom
.
Nicholas
sent
the
man
to
call
Natásha
and
Pétya
to
him
,
and
rode
at
a
footpace
to
the
place
where
the
whips
were
getting
the
hounds
together
.
Several
of
the
field
galloped
to
the
spot
where
the
fight
was
going
on
.
Nicholas
dismounted
,
and
with
Natásha
and
Pétya
,
who
had
ridden
up
,
stopped
near
the
hounds
,
waiting
to
see
how
the
matter
would
end
.
Out
of
the
bushes
came
the
huntsman
who
had
been
fighting
and
rode
toward
his
young
master
,
with
the
fox
tied
to
his
crupper
.
While
still
at
a
distance
he
took
off
his
cap
and
tried
to
speak
respectfully
,
but
he
was
pale
and
breathless
and
his
face
was
angry
.
One
of
his
eyes
was
black
,
but
he
probably
was
not
even
aware
of
it
.
"
What
has
happened
?
"
asked
Nicholas
.
"
A
likely
thing
,
killing
a
fox
our
dogs
had
hunted
!
And
it
was
my
gray
bitch
that
caught
it
!
Go
to
law
,
indeed
!
...
He
snatches
at
the
fox
!
I
gave
him
one
with
the
fox
.
Here
it
is
on
my
saddle
!
Do
you
want
a
taste
of
this
?
...
"
said
the
huntsman
,
pointing
to
his
dagger
and
probably
imagining
himself
still
speaking
to
his
foe
.
Nicholas
,
not
stopping
to
talk
to
the
man
,
asked
his
sister
and
Pétya
to
wait
for
him
and
rode
to
the
spot
where
the
enemy
's
,
Ilágin
's
,
hunting
party
was
.
