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The air was sweet with the perfume of flowers, and the melody of murmuring insects, the blue sky was cloudless, the heat of the sun was tempered by the heather-scented west wind. Ramage tethered the horse to the farther gate-post, and Caesar blew heavily and began to investigate the hedge. It was the first—and the last! At this juncture, the handle of the door was tried, and the voice of Mr. McClintock. Lord Charvill champed upon an invisible bit for a moment or two, closing the gap between himself and the girl, and muttering the name to himself in an overwrought sort of way. This was in Tennessee. I'll go with you. I need only just jump up and throw myself upon you. "O, Lord!" ejaculated Wood. “Mr.
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