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b'gad--and I'o--out of doors,--seeive rand race, and--b'gad, so it was! Best I--ever rode--or ever

shall Eh--what, Beverley? No, no--ht be worse, y' know I--ht have lost,

and--lived--been deeper in Gaunt's clutches than ever,--then As it

is, I'ood and all Which is

the purest--bit of luck I ever had Lift ad! And how green the grass is--never

saw it so green before--probably because--never troubled to look

though, was always so--deuced busy, b'gad!--The poor old 'Rascal'

broke his back, Beverley--so did I They--shot 'The Rascal,' but--"

Here the Captain sighed, and closed his eyes wearily, but after a

entleroup,

"a fine race well ridden--and won by--entleratulate--"

Once h,

Captain Slingsby of the Guards had paid his debts--for good and all