Somehow her walk home with him had been transmogrified into a melodramatic rejection, a slamming. Wood. “You will be so late. It was obvious that he had waited for her. Before he could draw in the rein, his steed—startled apparently by some object undistinguishable by the rider,—swerved with such suddenness as to unseat him, and precipitate him on the ground. ” “I have a clue, at any rate,” he remarked, smiling.
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