Over the mantel, set into an ornately carved panel with fluted columns at each end, was a portrait of a man on horseback. Men usually do. He wore a threecornered hat, a sandy-coloured scratch wig, and had a thick woollen wrapper folded round his throat. It is the horse of the priest, you understand, and—and he does not know that I have borrowed it. Shotbolt?" asked Austin. "In Heaven's name! what's all this?" cried Wood. Paris was full, and it was by no means a retired spot which she had found. "'You've a long journey before you. Slowly, he drew back his head and looked into her face. . Anna sat quite still for a moment, and then the colour suddenly returned to her cheeks.
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