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Strange sniffed. It was a half day's ride from the city. The road goes on a little way and then leads into a wood of thorn trees. It was not that she did not love him; he was quitecertain that she did, but sometimes it seemed as if she had fallen in love with himfor the sole purpose of quarrelling with him.

Heshrugged. Now if to see ablack lad is good luck - which it must be, like cats - then to see a black lad anda blue fella together in one place ought to mean summat. He hung the body upon the nearest thorn-tree. Suddenly the little man left the doorway and came up to Dr Greysteel.