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Roused by the bell tolling for evening service, Jack left the house. “No,” said Ann Veronica, “but I want to know. A short way off in the fields he descried a sort of shed or cow-house, and thither he contrived to drag his weary limbs. “It is a hateful story. ” “How would you know I’m not ready? I’m older than you, remember? Sometimes you act so worldly, as if you’d seen it all. Like most officers, he’d had it especially made, for a man who loved danger had need of a precision instrument of defence. They were so nearly alike that the difference would be due to a shaky hand. Either ignorant of the accident, or heedless of it, the foremost horseman pursued his way without even turning his head. Gashes on his arms were already beginning to heal and disappear.
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