' So I go to Patagonia. She sat in deep thought for a moment or two, and then nodding briskly, dipped the pen in the ink again and began to write. ‘To where has he gone off?’ ‘No use asking me,’ shrugged the captain. He had not proceeded far when he was alarmed by the tramp of a horse, which seemed to be rapidly approaching, and he had scarcely time to leap the hedge and conceal himself behind a tree, when a tall man, enveloped in an ample cloak, with his hat pulled over his brows, rode by at full speed. He succeeded so well that by the time he asked for her name once more, she fluttered her lashes as coquettishly as ever. It was his redemption, his ticket out of hell—that blue-serge coat. He saw it in book-covers, on the stage.
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