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"Oh, that was glorious!" Miriam cried, reining in. "Dandy and I are old friends, but I don't think we've ever gone better together." OH THAT WAS GLORIOUS MIRIAM CRIED REINING IN DANDY AND I ARE OLD FRIENDS BUT I DON'T THINK WE'VE EVER GONE BETTER TOGETHER
ampled over by the male Philistine. They rode into the little red-brick street of Bassett, and Georgie made untold fuss over the disposition of that duck. It must go in just such a package, and be fastened to the saddle in just such a manner, though eight o’clock had struck and they were miles from dinner. “We must be quick!” said Miriam, bored and angry. “There’s no great hurry; but we can cut over Dowhead Down, and let ’em out on the grass. That will save us half an hour.” The horses capered on the short, sweet-smelling turf, and the delaying shadows gathered in the valley as they cantered over the great dun down that overhangs Bassett and the Western coaching-road. Insensibly the pace quickened without thought of mole-hills; Rufus, gentleman that he was, waiting on Miriam’s Dandy till they should have cleared the rise. Then down the two-mile slope they raced together, the wind whistling in their ears, to the steady throb of eight hoofs and the light click-click of the shifting bits. ES NOT CARE TO HAVE THEM TRAMPLED OVER BY THE MALE PHILISTINE THEY RODE INTO THE LITTLE RED BRICK STREET OF BASSETT AND GEORGIE MADE UNTOLD FUSS OVER THE DISPOSITION OF THAT DUCK IT MUST GO IN JUST SUCH A PACKAGE AND BE FASTENED TO THE SADDLE IN JUST SUCH A MANNER THOUGH EIGHT O'CLOCK HAD STRUCK AND THEY WERE MILES FROM DINNER WE MUST BE QUICK SAID MARIAN BORED AND ANGRY THERE'S NO GREAT HURRY BUT WE CAN CUT OVER DALHET DOWN AND LET HIM OUT ON THE GRASS THAT WILL SAVE US HALF AN HOUR THE HORSES CAPERED ON THE SHORT SWEET SMELLING TURF AND THE DELAYING SHADOWS GATHERED IN THE VALLEY AS THEY CANTERED OVER THE GREAT DUN DOWN THAT OVERHANGS BASSETT AND THE WESTERN COACHING ROAD INSENSIBLY THE PASTE QUICKENED WITHOUT THOUGHT OF MOLEHILLS RUFUS GENTLEMAN THAT HE WAS WAITING ON MIRIAM'S DANDY TILL THEY SHOULD HAVE CLEARED THE RISE THEN DOWN THE TWO MILES SLOPE THEY RACED TOGETHER THE WIND WHISTLING IN THEIR EARS TO THE STEADY THROB OF EIGHT HOOFS AND THE LIGHT CLICK CLICK OF THE SHIFTING BITS
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