“He has a stubbly yellow moustache, weak eyes, and great horrid hands. "My horse is at the door, saddled, with pistols in the holsters,—mount him and fly. “It seems so unfair,” she said, “to take all you offer me and give so little in return. I just don’t know where to start. “What is a ballot-box like, exactly?” she asked, as though it was very important to her. Following this direction, he opened a gate, and struck into one of the most beautiful green lanes imaginable; which, after various windings, conducted him into a more frequented road, and eventually brought him to the place he sought. "Enschede!" he called. .
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