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"Miss Scully, is it you?" he says, at length; "and here at this hour?" "Away from me," returns he, with some emotion, tightening his clasp around her. "It is, miss; I know it, sir; but if the old man comes out an' finds the mare widout her bed, there'll be all the world to pay, an' he'll be screechin' mad.".
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