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Murfree, Mary Noailles, 1850-1922

"The Ordeal A Mountain Romance of Tennessee"

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"Oh, there's no intrusion," she rejoined petulantly. "You must know I
couldn't mean that!"
"I never know what you mean, I am sure!" he said with that tense note of
satire. Then he paused with a vague wonder at himself thus to trench on
the emotional phases between them that must be buried forever.
Remembering her own allusion that morning, her cry of regret and appeal,
he was apprehensive of some renewal of the topic that he had thus
invited, and he began to move hastily down the slope, supporting her with
care, but with a certain urgency too. He was obviously eager to terminate
the conversational opportunity, and when it was requisite to pause to
rest he improved the respite by beckoning to one of the stablemen passing
near, bound toward a pasture in the rear of the hotel with a halter in
his hand, and ordering him to investigate the building to discover any
signs of intrusion.
The man hearkened in patent surprise, then asked if he might defer the
commission till he had harnessed Fairy-foot, Mr.


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