She heard his voice screaming her name into the twilight as she fled, his cries trailing like banners, weaving through the breeze that had begun to gently stir the dew on the ground. Around her neck was a little gold chain. "But you said you weren't particular. “You certainly are. Will you take it in to him?” The young man smiled in a superior manner. She looked steadfastly out. But I have remembered the horse and have asked this sergeant that a soldier fetch him. Wood, who had merely absented himself to see that a public breakfast, which he had ordered at the Six Bells for all who chose to partake of it, was in readiness. Wood, with a look meant to reduce her supposed rival to the dust.
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