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wise with him, and he meant to have his fling in 

 spite of her. 



For the first few seconds of that mad flight Anne 

 scarcely attempted to check his progress. She was 

 taken by surprise and was forced to give all her 

 attention to keeping in the saddle. 



The pace was terrific. The scampering hoofs 

 scarcely seemed to touch the ground at all. Like 

 shadows they fled through the rising mist. It struck 

 chill upon her face as they swooped downwards. 

 She seemed to be plunging into an icy, bottomless 

 abyss. 



And then like a dagger, stabbing through every 

 nerve, came fear, a horror unspeakable of the depth 

 she could not see, into which she was being so 

 furiously hurled. She was clinging to the saddle, 

 but she made a desperate efi:ort to drag the animal 

 round. It was quite fruitless. No woman's 

 strength could have availed to check that headlong 

 gallop. He swerved a little, a very little, in answer, 

 that was all, and galloped madly on. 



And then — all in a moment it came, a moment 

 of culminating horror, more awful than anything 

 she had ever before experienced — the ground fell 

 suddenly away from the racing feet. A confusion 

 of many lights danced before her eyes — a buzzing 

 uproar filled her brain — she shot forward into 

 space. . . . 



Ethel M. Deliy 



The Squire Diverted ^i^ o ^o 



THE reader may be pleased to remember that 

 the squire departed from the inn in great fury, 

 and in that fury he pursued his daughter, he rode 



^ From The Knave of Diamonds. By permission of the author. 



