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General Lord Charvill disinherited him for his pains. Wearied at length with thinking on the past, and terrified by the prospect of the future, he threw himself on the straw with which the cage was littered, and endeavoured to compose himself to slumber. Annabel shook her head. There came to O'Higgins the discouraging knowledge that upon the heels of a wonderful chase—blindman's buff in the dark—would come a stretch of dull inaction. " When Spurlock had finished the tale, touched here and there by his own imagination, McClintock made a negative sign. It had gone with the rest. “Please, stay a while longer. "It is time!" "For what?" grumbled the latter, rubbing his eyes. You go cheer him up. " With this, he mounted his steed and rode off.
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