With a faint view of overtaking them the pursuer urged his steed to a quicker pace. Sheila grabbed the gun and laughed hysterically, brandishing the weapon and baying like a bear. “Have you not heard?” she said. The leg and wing of a duck were disposed of by this gentleman in a twinkling; a brace of pigeons and a pound of steak followed with equal celerity; and he had just begun to make a fierce assault upon the eggs and ham. She emerged with a white face and wide-open eyes upon a little, red-lit landing. Wagstaff. He was snoring stupidly.
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