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They had clie of

one of the sraceful figure beside him, he motioned with his hand, and they turned

on to the y turf and heather, Drake

grew thoughtful and absent-minded

The beauty of the scene, the azure sky, the clear, thin air, all soothed

hiering in

this out-of-the-way spot in North Devon, and why he was content with the

siirl to sit her horse and hold her

reins properly

Why was he not on board the _Seagull_, which Lord Turfleigh had left in

Southarouse, with one of the

innumerable house parties to which he had been invited, and at which he

would have been a welco the Alps with fellow

members of the Alpine Club?

So they were silent as they rode over this green-and-violet ly, as if co of this breach of

their solitude

And Nell was thinking, or, rather, ood a rider to be absorbed in the ement of

her horse