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PART I - CHAPTER V
THE SCENT OF BLOOD


She did not reply. George began, in that deliberate voice that so annoyed Emily:
`It does make you mad, though, to touch the fur, and not be able to grab him'-he laughed quietly.
Emily moved off in disgust. Lettie opened her mouth sharply to speak, but remained silent.
' I don't know,' said Leslie. 'When it comes to killing it goes against the stomach.'
If you can run,' said George, `you should be able to run to death. When your blood 's up, you don't hang halfway.'
' I think a man is horrible,' said Lettie, `who can tear the head off a little mite of a thing like a rabbit, after running it in torture over a field.'
'When he is nothing but a barbarian to begin with said Emily.
'If you began to run yourself-you'd be the same,' said George.
'Why, women are cruel enough,' said Leslie, with a glance at Lettie. `Yes,' he continued, `they're cruel enough in their way'-another look, and a comical little smile.
'Well,' said George, 'what's the good finicking i If you feel like doing a thing-you 'd better do it.'
`Unless you haven't courage,' said Emily, bitingly.
He looked up at her with dark eyes, suddenly full of anger. `
`But,' said Lettie-she could not hold herself from asking,' 'Don't Don't you think it 's brutal, now-now that you do thinkisn't it degrading and mean to run the poor little things down?'
`Perhaps it is,' he replied, `but it wasn't an hour ago.'
`You have no feeling,' she said bitterly.
He laughed deprecatingly, but said nothing.
We finished tea in silence, Lettie reading, Emily moving about the house. George got up and went out at the end. A moment or two after we heard him across the yard witth milk-buckets, ginging ' The Ash Grove.'
'He doesn't care a scrap for anything,' said Emily with accumulated bitterness. Lettie looked out of the window across the yard, thinking. She looked very glum.
After a while we went out also, before the light faded

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