] The Duke has
asked me to write about Trumpeton Wood, as he knows
nothing about it, and I know just as little. But if you
say what you want, it shall be done. Shall we get foxes
and put them there? Or ought there to be a special
fox-keeper? You mustn't be angry because the poor old Duke
was too feeble to take notice of the matter. Only speak,
and it shall be done.
Yours faithfully,
GLENCORA O.
Madame Goesler spoke to me about it; but at that time we
were in trouble.
The answer was as characteristic:--
DEAR DUCHESS OF OMNIUM,
Thanks. What is wanted, is that keepers should know that
there are to be foxes. When keepers know that foxes are
really expected, there always are foxes. The men latterly
have known just the contrary. It is all a question of
shooting. I don't mean to say a word against the late
Duke. When he got old the thing became bad. No doubt it
will be right now.
Faithfully yours,
CHILTERN.
Our hounds have been poisoned in Trumpeton Wood.
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