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the road Sir Jasper was in the middle, and I noticed that his

hands were still deep in his pockets Now, as I watched their

forrew

uponthat he alked betould never knocked out ro-head pipe upon my

palm, I called for and settled my score As I rose, the pretty

cha,

aided me to put it on

"My dear, thank you," said I, and kissed her This time she

neither shrieked nor ran from the room; she merely blushed a

trifle rosier

"Do you think I have fishes' eyes, ht an' black an'

wi' little lights a-dancing in the wi' you!"

"By the way," I said, pausing upon the worn steps, and looking

back at her, "by the way, how far is it to Deepdene Wood?"