The hounds were now baying in every possible pitch and tone: one dog flung its head back and produced a prolonged, forceful howl, as if it was being paid God knows how much to do so; another dog gabbled its bark like a sexton; between them was the incessant descant, like the mail coach’s bells, probably of a young puppy; and all this was completed by the bass, perhaps of an old dog, endowed with a profoundly canine nature, for its voice grated like a contrabass chorister when a concert is in full swing—the tenors rise up on their toes, trying their hardest to reach a high note, and everything
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