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Moving swiftly to the end of the corridor, he pushed open a door at random and entered a large room, which looked to have been a saloon, judging from the faded gilt and crimson wall-paper, a mirror above the fireplace which was surrounded by an ornate gilded frame, now sadly tarnished, and a worn Chippendale sofa with striped upholstery and tasselled cushions. He occupied one of the smaller houses near the station. In all his life he had never realized a dream; but the thought had never before hurt him. “Forgive you, indeed. ‘What is it?’ ‘Er—shouldn’t I tell—I mean, the young lady, sir—’ ‘You can leave the young lady to me. But the free arm of the stranger hit him a flail-like blow on the chest and sent him sprawling into the yielding sand. You see to what it has brought you. I would speak with you. "That's a fine tale," said Spurlock. Drawing his hanger he rode amongst the crowd, trampled upon those most in advance, and made an attempt to seize their leader, in whom he recognised Blueskin. "Children," said the aunt, first to awake, "be young fools as long as God will permit you. She felt him as something solid and strong and trustworthy beyond measure. "Hear! hear!" vociferated Quilt.

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