"All's bowman, my covey. She found a little difficulty in beginning. The wind blew in fitful gusts, and scattered the yellow leaves from the elms and horse-chestnuts. Perhaps the day of her recompense was at hand. Lad, that fuddles me!" "Did you bring me down here to crucify me?" cried Spurlock, in passionate rebellion. But those days are over—quite over. A new thought checked her steps and she froze. ‘We mean you no harm,’ he said reassuringly. Directly he saw Anna he accosted her. " With no little effort—for the right words had a way of tumbling back out of reach—he marshalled his phrases, and as he uttered them, closed his eyes to lessen the possibility of a break. 1.
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