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of him to be able to do so, and looking 

 down on her from the mental elevation of 

 his assured horsemanship, and his power of 

 being agreeable to women, he anticipated 

 with sufficient pleasure another harmless 

 deviation or so from the ordinary paths of 

 friendship. 



"So you did come out, after all," he 

 began, riding possessively up to her, "in 

 spite of the Witch ! Do you know that 

 Dan's afraid to go into the covert, and 

 Major Bunbury's taking the hounds through 

 it!" 



The sun shone on the top of his head as 

 he took his hat off; Slaney had not before 

 noticed the exact extent of his baldness. 

 She gave him a conventional smile and nod, 

 and went on talking to Dr. Hallahan. 

 Glasgow waited, lighting a cigarette, and, 

 at the next pause, spoke to her again. His 

 eyes were full of meaning and penetration, 

 and he knew that they were kind, but hers 

 met them with the merest politeness as she 

 answered him. There was a perplexed 



