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And you’d better have her fetch in some food for the missie, an’ all. ” He was slightly tipsy. ‘Sergeant Trodger is who I am. You won’t have a man’s lips near you, but you’ll eat out of his hand fast enough. “Idiotic, isn’t it?” “Absolutely,” she agreed coldly. Hastening to the spot where he had tied his horse to a tree, he vaulted into the saddle, and rode off across the fields,—for he was fearful of encountering the hostile party,—till he reached the Edgeware Road. A certain irritation crept into his manner as he did so.
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