He then mounted the jaded hack, which had long since regained its legs, and was quietly browsing the grass at the road-side, and, striking spurs into its side, rode off. It numbered nine, and four of these were women students. While he was straining every sinew, his foot slipped, and he fell, head foremost, into a deep trench, which he had not observed in the dark. "I should be perfectly miserable if I thought you in earnest. ’ ‘Of course I am, imbecile,’ she snapped, unconsciously echoing her greatniece. “MY DEAR DAUGHTER,” it ran,—“Here, on the verge of the season of forgiveness I hold out a last hand to you in the hope of a reconciliation. But I can give it its name now.
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