It was true. She rode him gently. And so gentle as the poor creature is, when she's not in her wild fits—it would melt a heart of stone to see her. A post-chaise seen in the road first alarmed us. ‘Certainly you are imbecile. “Idiots!” she said, when she heard this pandemonium, and with particular reference to this young lady with the throaty contralto next door. Spurlock sat limply, his arms hanging. The dinner was stranger than she had ever anticipated. The booming voice and the energetic movements spoke plainly of hurry. He had seldom been more perturbed.
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