Fretting and fidgeting, he had, after an hour or so, turned to McClintock. He then mounted the jaded hack, which had long since regained its legs, and was quietly browsing the grass at the road-side, and, striking spurs into its side, rode off. ‘I have first some affairs to finish. My friend, I am only grieved that you of all others should have been so deceived. If nothing else had clinched that, the purse had. I declare I'm almost afraid to go to the door. For a space he rode the whirligig. She did not question or analyze the craving; she took the plunge joyously. It'll be turning over to-morrow. " "Hum!" exclaimed Jonathan.
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