SO VERY LIKELY.
Small Rustic (to Brown, whose Champion North-Caspian Bear-hound has just gobbled up one of Farmer Rackstraw's Prize Rabbits, which had got out of the hutch). "If yer'll gi' me Tuppence, Zur, I'll swear it wos the Rabbit as begun it!"
ON THE WRONG SCENT.
Master of Hounds, loquitur:—
"Slow in pursuit, but matched in mouths like bells.
Each under each." So Shakspeare's Theseus tells