"I'm off, miss," says the miscreant, and, true to his word, darts through the hedge again like a shaft from a bow, and, scurrying through the fields, is soon lost to sight.
Tiranga-Lottery, "Misfortunes seem to crowd upon us," says Lady Rodney, bitterly.
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