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But, after all, fortune was merciful, and I was gone; the Major had summoned me--his brother had come. I went circuitously and alone. As I started, some fellow writhing on the grass cried, "Charlie Tol--oh, this is better than a tcharade!" and a flash of divination enlightened me. While I went I burned with shame, rage and nervous exhaustion; the name Scott Gholson had gasped in my ear was the name of her in the curtained wagon, and I cursed the day in which I had heard of Charlotte Oliver.

"Yes, bub," I replied. The two men laughed so explosively that my horse lifted his head austerely.

"You can do as you're told; understand?" I understood.

"I don't believe," said I, "I'd better put myself on the old gentleman when the mistress of the house is away."

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