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My thanks were few and awkward, for there still hung to the missive a basting thread, and it was as warm as a nestling bird. I bent low--everybody was emotional in those days--kissed the fragrant thing, thrust it into my bosom, and blushed worse than Camille.

"Hi! there goes one of them!--Halt!--Halt, you blue--" pop!--pop!--pop!

His smile darkened. "I am your prisoner," he said, with a sudden splendid stateliness, and right then I guessed who he was.

The ladies smiled; I glowered. "Take those horses by their heads and turn them to me!"

"How long have you belonged to Ferry's scouts?" sceptically demanded their spokesman.

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