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24 The Lady Anne, or a Runaway Horse

           Severaltimeswecaughtglimpses,andthenlostthem.Wescarcelyseemedtogaingrounduponthematall.Anoldroad-menderwasstandingnearaheapofstones,hisshoveldroppedandhishandsraised.Aswecamenearhemadeasigntospeak.Blantyredrewthereinalittle.“Tothecommon,tothecommon,sir;shehasturnedoffthere.”Iknewthiscommonverywell;itwasforthemostpartveryunevenground,coveredwithheatheranddark-greenfurzebushes,withhereandthereascrubbyoldthorn-tree;therewerealsoopenspacesoffineshortgrass,withant-hillsandmole-turnseverywhere;theworstplaceIeverknewforaheadlonggallop.

           Wehadhardlyturnedonthecommon,whenwecaughtsightagainofthegreenhabitflyingonbeforeus.Mylady’shatwasgone,andherlongbrownhairwasstreamingbehindher.Herheadandbodywerethrownback,asifshewerepullingwithallherremainingstrength,andasifthatstrengthwerenearlyexhausted.ItwasclearthattheroughnessofthegroundhadverymuchlessenedLizzie’sspeed,andthereseemedachancethatwemightovertakeher.

           Whilewewereonthehighroad,Blantyrehadgivenmemyhead;butnow,withalighthandandapracticedeye,heguidedmeoverthegroundinsuchamasterlymannerthatmypacewasscarcelyslackened,andweweredecidedlygainingonthem.

           Abouthalfwayacrosstheheaththerehadbeenawidedikerecentlycut,andtheearthfromthecuttingwascastuproughlyontheotherside.Surelythiswouldstopthem!Butno;withscarcelyapauseLizzietooktheleap,stumbledamongtheroughclodsandfell.

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