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Chapter 49

           Glidingbackintoherchambershemadeherwaytowardstheazotea.Thebeatingofherheartwasalmostasloudasthefallofherfootstepswhileascendingtheescalera.Itwaswithdifficultyshecouldconcealheremotionfromthetwoindividualswhoseconversationhadcausedit."Whathaveyouseen,thatyoutalksoloudly?"saidshe,tryingtohideheragitationunderapretendedairofseverity,"Ho,ho!MissaLooey—lookoberdar.Deyoungfella!"

           "Whatyoungfellow?"

           "Himasdeybegonesarchfor—himdat—"

           "Iseenoone."

           "Ho,ho!Hejessgonein’mongdetree.Seeyonner—yonner!Youseedeblackglazehat,deshinin’jacketobvelvet,andeglancin’silverbuttons—dat’shim.Isartinsuredat’sdesameyoungfella."

           "Youmaybemistakenforallthat,MasterPluto.Therearemanyherewhodressinthatfashion.Thedistanceistoogreatforyoutodistinguish;andnowthathe’salmostoutofsight—Nevermind,Florinde.Hastenbelow—getoutmyhatandhabit.I’mgoingoutforaride.You,Pluto!havethesaddleonLunaintheshortesttime.Imustnotletthesungettoohigh.Haste!haste!"

           Astheservantsdisappeareddownthestairway,sheturnedoncemoretowardstheparapet,herbosomheavingundertherevulsionofthoughts.Unobservedshecouldnowfreelyscantheprairieandchapparal.

           Shewastoolate.Thehorsemanhadriddenentirelyoutofsight.

           "Itwasverylikehim,andyetitwasnot.Itcanscarcebepossible.

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