“Let me introduce you to Caesar,” he said; and she patted Caesar’s neck, and remarked how soft his nose was, and secretly deplored the ugliness of equine teeth. Just as they reached the eastern outlet of the churchyard— where the tall elms cast a pleasant shade over the rustic graves—a momentary stoppage took place. Clear water gave away to gray as she waded deeper, feeling her slippers on rock. ” “You fellows,” Ennison said quietly, “are getting a little wild. As I hope for mercy, I speak the truth!— let him deny it if he can.
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