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Chapter 65

           Thisisthefirsttimehehasbeenout,thislongwhile,forhehaslosthisolddriverandwouldn’tstirforanybodyelse,tillthismorning.Thelampsareright,arethey?That’swell.Beheretotakehimto-morrow,ifyouplease.Goodnight!’

           And,afteroneortwostrangeplunges,quiteofhisowninvention,theponyyieldedtoMrAbel’smildness,andtrottedgentlyoff.

           AllthistimeMrChucksterhadbeenstandingatthedoor,andthesmallservanthadbeenafraidtoapproach.Shehadnothingforitnow,therefore,buttorunafterthechaise,andtocalltoMrAbeltostop.Beingoutofbreathwhenshecameupwithit,shewasunabletomakehimhear.Thecasewasdesperate;fortheponywasquickeninghispace.TheMarchionesshungonbehindforafewmoments,and,feelingthatshecouldgonofarther,andmustsoonyield,clamberedbyavigorouseffortintothehinderseat,andinsodoinglostoneoftheshoesforever.

           MrAbelbeinginathoughtfulframeofmind,andhavingquiteenoughtodotokeeptheponygoing,wentjoggingonwithoutlookinground:littledreamingofthestrangefigurethatwasclosebehindhim,untiltheMarchioness,havinginsomedegreerecoveredherbreath,andthelossofhershoe,andthenoveltyofherposition,utteredcloseintohisear,thewords‘Isay,Sir’

           Heturnedhisheadquicklyenoughthen,andstoppingthepony,cried,withsometrepidation,‘Godblessme,whatisthis!’

           ‘Don’tbefrightened,Sir,’repliedthestillpantingmessenger.‘OhI’verunsuchawayafteryou!’

           ‘Whatdoyouwantwithme?’saidMrAbel.

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