He then mounted the jaded hack, which had long since regained its legs, and was quietly browsing the grass at the road-side, and, striking spurs into its side, rode off. I forget the particulars, but I know it was something very disagreeable. Occasionally the flames would bend, twist and writhe crazily as the punka-boy bestirred himself. “Why not? It might amuse me. ” She pointed with shaking fingers to a great bunch of dark red carnations, thrust carelessly into a deep china bowl, to which the card was still attached.
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