I can get
that at the bar," the manager said, curtly. Perhaps there were experiences she would never
confide to any man. . The idea of this sudden reluctance was
elusive; the fact was evident but not the reason for it. ‘Lover’s tiff indeed. They WERE,
she realized, acutely beautiful things. Warding off the blows as well as he could with the bar, Jack
struck both the horses on the head, and the animals plunged so violently, that
they not only prevented their riders from assailing him, but also kept off the
hostlers; and, in the confusion that ensued, Jack managed to spring over the
fence, and shaped his course across the field in the direction of Sir John
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