“We are the music and you are the instrument,” she said; “we are verse and you are prose. Conscience was always digging sudden pits for his feet and common sense ridiculing his fears. Here they remained till midnight when, calling for their reckoning and their steeds, they left the house. —Providence, I mean—HAS arranged it so that men will keep you, more or less. " "It's all right, pals," cried Baptist, in a loud tone; "the gentlemen and I have settled matters. "Did you ever see the like of her?" "No," answered McClintock, gravely. "Bring him along, Joe!" said Jackson, in a whisper to his comrade. Emerging from this aperture, he was about to descend, when he was alarmed by hearing the tramp of horses' feet swiftly approaching, and had only time to hide himself behind one of the largest signboards before alluded to when two horsemen rode up.
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