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Containing the Story of the Bagman’s Uncle

           

           ‘"Youwillneverleaveme,"murmuredtheyounglady.

           ‘"Never,"saidmyuncle.Andhemeantittoo.

           ‘"Mydearpreserver!"exclaimedtheyounglady."Mydear,kind,bravepreserver!"

           ‘"Don’t,"saidmyuncle,interruptingher.

           ‘"‘Why?"inquiredtheyounglady.

           ‘"Becauseyourmouthlookssobeautifulwhenyouspeak,"rejoinedmyuncle,"thatI’mafraidIshallberudeenoughtokissit."

           ‘Theyoungladyputupherhandasiftocautionmyunclenottodoso,andsaidNo,shedidn’tsayanythingshesmiled.Whenyouarelookingatapairofthemostdeliciouslipsintheworld,andseethemgentlybreakintoaroguishsmileifyouareverynearthem,andnobodyelsebyyoucannotbettertestifyyouradmirationoftheirbeautifulformandcolourthanbykissingthematonce.Myuncledidso,andIhonourhimforit.

           ‘"Hark!"criedtheyounglady,starting."Thenoiseofwheels,andhorses!"

           ‘"Soitis,"saidmyuncle,listening.Hehadagoodearforwheels,andthetramplingofhoofs;butthereappearedtobesomanyhorsesandcarriagesrattlingtowardsthem,fromadistance,thatitwasimpossibletoformaguessattheirnumber.Thesoundwaslikethatoffiftybrakes,withsixbloodcattleineach.

           ‘"Wearepursued!"criedtheyounglady,claspingherhands."Wearepursued.

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