Another horn now resounded from the further extremity of the thoroughfare; this was answered by a third; and presently a fourth, and more remote blast, took up the note of alarm. Outside the post-office stood a nohatted, blond young man in gray flannels, who was elaborately affixing a stamp to a letter. "Because it's not like you," was her answer. “Cheveney wouldn’t have anything to say about it, as it happens,” he remarked, a little grimly.
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