" "Hoddy," she repeated. It may be instinctive; it may be that children vaguely realize that at the end of all wedding journeys is disillusion. "To him I owe everything," continued the widow, "life itself—nay, more than life,—for without his assistance I should have perished, body and soul. "My horse is at the door, saddled, with pistols in the holsters,—mount him and fly. He wore a battered sunhelmet, a loin-cloth and a pair of dilapidated canvas shoes. . In the pause a door could be heard opening and closing on the landing up-stairs.
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