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as was compatible with the motion of my steed — I 

 ventured ! 



The bhishes deepen on her cheek. She consents 

 on one condition : I must give up hunting. 



" You are so rash and daring," she says, softly — 

 very softly, " that I should never be happy when 

 you were out." 



Can I refuse her anything — even this ? Im- 

 possible ! 



I promise : vowing fervently to myself to keep 

 my word ; and on no account do anything to 

 increase the reputation I made at Huntingcrop 

 Hall. 



