The music to which she refers is the eruption of barks and yelps from the pack of hounds in the neighbouring wood.
She is acting as an amateur whipper-in: the role entails being stationed at the edge of the field in case the hounds happen on a real fox and set off in pursuit, in which case she is supposed to stop them.
Ten years ago, before foxhunting was banned, the symphony of squeals would have signified that the 40-strong pack of hounds had hit on the scent of a fox.
"These changes would make it extremely difficult for Scottish hunts to use cynical subterfuge to mask packs of hounds being encouraged to chase foxes and eventually kill them".
Some managers want to run with the hare and hunt with the hounds, but that's not him.
The half-dozen red-coated huntsmen and 25-strong field would have set off in urgent pursuit, as the hounds barrelled through the wood and flushed the fox into open country.
These are the facets of the pursuit they love, and explain why, rather than laying just one trail, they lay many, so that no one knows precisely which one (if any) the hounds will follow.
The studio audience came at them like hounds who'd been kept caged and without food for weeks, snarling and ready to chew flesh.
A roe deer, disturbed by the hounds, springs out of the wood and races across the field.
The reality now is more prosaic: the hounds have picked up a scent laid by a hunt supporter carrying a rag impregnated with fox urine.
The meet opens at 10.45am, when the huntsmen (two of the joint masters, the professional huntsman responsible for the hounds and two young professional whippers-in), the mounted field (most of whom are female), and the car and foot followers gather.
