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I could not divine what there was ridiculous about me, except a certain damage to my dress, of which she could not possibly be aware as long as I remained in the saddle. Yet plainly she wanted to laugh. I made it as plain that I did not.

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

"Well, good Lord! don't hang back for my sake!"

The young thing gaped at me, gasped, and melted half to the ground: "O--oh--I've let it out!"

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