She would never look squarely at these dream forms that mocked the social order in which she lived, never admit she listened to the soft whisperings in her ear. He then mounted the jaded hack, which had long since regained its legs, and was quietly browsing the grass at the road-side, and, striking spurs into its side, rode off. Mrs. Funny codgers, aren't they?" he said. His subconscious sensed the unnaturalness of it and recoiled.
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