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there are aware, after crossing tlie railway, you 

 turn sharp to the right, and have about a mile 

 of perfectly level good road, with a footway kerb- 

 stone and a high wall on the left-hand side. They 

 had not gone a hundred yards before Reginald 

 felt quite sure that the horse meant to get away 

 if he could, as he kept making plunges to be off. 

 ' All right, sir,' said the cabby ; ' I've got 

 him.' But he hadn't, and hardly were the words 

 out of his mouth before the horse gave one 

 terrific plunge and bolted, heading for the 

 fence on the right-hand side of the road. The 

 driver just saved an upset by pulling the near 

 rein hard, and as it was, the box of the off wheel 

 grazed a lamp-post. In another couple oi 

 minutes the horse was galloping madly along 

 the flagged footway, and the near wheel going 

 g-r-r-r-r-r, against the wall. Cabby at last got 

 him into the middle of the road, and then two 

 hundred yards in front of them was the Inn. 

 This was the terminus of the road, at right 

 angles was the village, and at right angles to 

 the left was the Hammersmith bridge. It now 



