But though the shot took effect, as was evident from the stains on the ground, the villain escaped. He was smiling under his heavy mustache, and his head was a little on one side as he looked at her. Secretly she was gratified to be assigned to the rôle of an old traveller. "He's here. Behind the Avenue was a little hill, and an iron-fenced path went over the crest of this to a stile under an elm-tree, and forked there, with one branch going back into the Avenue again. Her own pack was so light that she left it in the locker. I don’t want any laws or freedoms to protect me from a man like Mr. ” “I’m a married man. "It's a whale of a place. She cried and sobbed in fits. " "So she was," replied the woollen-draper, helping himself to an enormous pinch of snuff with the air of a man who does not dislike to be rallied about his gallantry,—"so she was. “I may be leaving where I am in a few days, so very likely you will be no better off.
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