The postilion obeyed, and dashed off as hard as his horses could gallop along the beautiful road leading to Neasdon and Willesden, just as the serving-men made their appearance. Somewhat alarmed at his appearance, Thames laid his hand upon his sword. “I have loved you,” he was saying, “ever since you sat on that gate and talked.
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