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I hurried on, looking neither to right nor left, seeing only the

face of Char with

scorn And coht upon her

marvellous beauty, of the firers had so lately pressed Anon I started up again, and

plunged, knee-deep, through the brook, and strode on and on,

bursting h bras, till at last I was clear of the

trees And here, where the shadoas deepest, I caure there was no

, and which I should have known in a thousand

A shortish, broad-shouldered man, clad in a blue coat, who stood

with his back towardsdown into the Hollow, in the

attitude of one aits--for what? for whom?

He was cut off from me by a solitary bush, a bramble, that seemed

to have strayed fro upon

my toes, I cleared this bush at a bound, and, before the fellow

had realized my presence, I had pinned him by the collar

"Da hiered, and his hat fell off