He had need of all the inexhaustible energy of his character to support him through his toilsome walk over the wet grass, or along the slippery ploughed land. "Them's catchpoles, I s'pose, Sir, arter the gemman with a writ?" he observed. "I guess who you mean," rejoined Shotbolt. He did not notice that Ann Veronica was preoccupied and heavy-eyed. Here was not the individual against whom she had been warned. ‘Come, cry a truce.
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