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Chapter 70

           Ifoun’iteezyasfallin’offo’alog,not’ithstandin’thetthesarchershadrudalloverit.Itrackedeveryhosso’thefourcounterfitstohisownstable."

           "Afterthat?"

           "Arterdoin’thetIhedawordwi’themajor;aninhelfanhouratthemostthefourbeautieswursafeshotupintheguardhousethechiefo’’embein’juggedfust,leesthemoutgetwindo’whatwurgoin’forrard,ansneakouto’theway.Iwan’tfurastray’beoutMisterMigooelDee-ezbearin’mymark.Wefoun’thetaro’abulletthroughthefleshyparto’hisdexterwing;anthetexplainedwhyhewursoquickatlettin’gohislaryette."

           "Itwashe,then!"mechanicallyremarkedLouise,asshestoodreflecting.

           "Verystrange!"shecontinued,stillmutteringthewordstoherself."HeitwasIsawinthechapparalglade!Yes,itmusthavebeen!AndthewomanthisMexicanIsidora?Ah!Thereissomedeepmysteryinallthissomedarkdesign!Whocanunravelit?"

           "Tellme,dearZeb,"sheasked,steppingclosertotheoldhunter,andspeakingwithacartaindegreeofhesitancy."ThatwomantheMexicanladyImeanwhowhowasoutthere.Doyouknowifshehasoftenvisitedhim?"

           "Him!Whichhim,MissLewaze?"

           "MrGerald,Imean."

           "Shemout,anshemoutn’t’ithoutmyknowin’eytheroneorthetother.Iain’toftenthurmyself.Theplaceairouto’myusooalhuntin’ground,anIonlygonowanthenforthesakeo’achange.Thecrik’sfustrateforbothdeerangobbler.

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