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"What, a leather-curtained spring-wagon?"

"How on earth should I know?"

"Yet what?" I snapped out, with horse eyes.

"That was not play, Mr. Smith," Miss Harper had begun to respond, when a voice across the sedge-field called with startling clearness,

At the door the Colonel gave me a last look. "Good-night, Legs."

"Oh, no, not too warm."

"Cruel to you?" I took her hand from my arm and held it.

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