’ ‘Don’t be too sure,’ said Miss Froxfield darkly, with a mischievous glance at her betrothed. The coolies proceeded at a swinging, mincing trot, which gave to the suspended seat a dancing action similar to that of a suddenly agitated hangingspring of a birdcage. 207 She romanced a dark-haired farmer a few times, having long since forgotten his name. "I shall breathe more freely dere. Kneebone invariably takes part with me, when any trifling misunderstanding arises between us. “I think,” she said, “that I will tell you everything. I can’t afford to get behind.
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