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thetrainsuddenlygaveabetteretoastandstill
attheendofaculverterloured
river.ilookedoutandsahateverycarriagelosed
andnohunfigureappearedinthelandscape.soiopehe
door,anddroppedquicklyintothetangleofhazelshedged
theline.
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guardandseveralpassengersgatheredroundtheopencarriage
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presentlytheyhadfotten,anderaquarterofa
lescrauredtolookback,thetrainhadstartedagainand
hecutting.
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radius,andthehighhillsfthenorthecircuerehere
anbeing,onlytheplashinger
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firsttiifelttheterrorofthehuntedon.itthepolice
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glihetalsofthelihe,
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ehighabovetheyoungersofthebrownriver.
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nothingvingintheryside.thenilookedeast
beyondtheridgeandsaapeshallowgreen
valleyshplentifulfirplantationsandthefaintlinesofdust
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pursuesthearispian.
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pleasantsunbutboyishface.
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theroad.
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frohehouse.
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atyourservithelandlord,sir,andi
hopeyouaythenight,fortotellyouthetruthihavehadno
panyforaweek.
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pipe.ibegaanally.
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brownhills.
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ont.
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