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with a dash of brandy Thereafter Barnabas stands by anxious-eyed

what ti

swiftly to and fro, the silver watch clutched in impatient hand, he

questions the men in rapid tones, as: "Which is the nearest way to Headcorn?"

"'Eadcorn, sir? Why surely you don't be thinking--"

"Which is the nearest way to Headcorn?" repeats Barnabas, scowling

blackly; whereat the felloers to the point and Barnabas falls

to his feverish striding to and fro until, glancing from the watch

in his hand to "The Terror's" lofty crest, observing that his heaving

flanks labor no more and that he paws an iirth and surcingle and, having paid

his score, swings himself stiffly into the saddle and is off and away,

while the gaping ostlers stare after hiht

Away, away, down e

to the left, on and up the long hill of Pembury

Gradually the rain ceased, the wind died utterly away, the stars

peeped out again And now, upon the quiet, ca water, while the air was fragrant with a thousand

sweet scents and warm, moist, earthy smells