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“Here’s Mis’ Mifsud an’ St. Elmo comin’ in the buckboard,” he announced. “Wotcher want, Nosey?” “Right—now—are you?” The arm that was around Bouncer tightened, and she thought her “heart would fly right up into her throat.” Jean, too, crossed the little bridge, climbed the fence, mounted her wheel, and rolled off down the dusty road..