He was plainly attired in a riding-dress and boots of the period, and wore a hanger by his side. “It’s the warming up of the year, the coming of the light mornings, the way in which everything begins to run about and begin new things. Hastening to the spot where he had tied his horse to a tree, he vaulted into the saddle, and rode off across the fields,—for he was fearful of encountering the hostile party,—till he reached the Edgeware Road.
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