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"My horse is at the door, saddled, with pistols in the holsters,—mount him and fly. If you ride past the church, and mount the hill, you'll come to Neasdon and then you'll not have above half a mile to go. “I wonder,” she said, “why one writes him sentences like that? It’ll have to go,” she decided, “I’ve written too many already.
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