But let the horses be in readiness. Jane was a smoldering auburn-haired Irish beauty who seldom spoke to anyone. He dashed against the screen door before she could catch him and made the veranda. He was confounded by the presence in which he found himself. “I did it for love of you,” he said. About noon, next day, he was able to move; and the gale having abated, he set out homewards with his little charge. His vision was becoming accustomed to the faint light now and her features were clearer. The tables were then cleared. "You've won your wager. They were filthy after the burial.
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