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bur gentlemen were just recovering their legs, and 

 gaping round in bewilderment at the sudden ap- 

 )arition of Tarn o' Shanter the second ; their horses 

 lad taken fright at the clatter of the mare, and, 

 •mulating her good example, bolted too, and 

 net in full career. At Tottenham-court-road the 

 landy's hat had taken leave. I tracked its owner, 

 ike a fox, guided by countless accidents, till I 

 irrived at Paddington, and there, emerging from a 

 )ed of savoury slush, I found him ! He was in 

 ruth well equipped for the hero of a drawing-room ! 



quantum mutatus ab illo 



Hectore. 



He had pitched head-foremost into one of those 

 uscious quagmires which heretofore our road 



