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A CHANCE MEETING “DO you mean to take me for a spy?” I had hard work to prevent myself laughing at the man to his face; and it is no light matter to laugh at these self-satisfied, bullying officials …
ON THE DEVIL’S STAIRCASE I HAD not walked three hundred yards towards the village when I met the police agent hurrying stationwards at a pace which would quickly bring him face to face with Count Pe…
VOLNA DRAKONA I LOST no time in undeceiving the police agent. “You are plucking unshot birds,” I said. “There is not going to be any arrest either of this lady or myself. You can end the thing anyho…
A HORSEDEALING TRANSACTION AS I hurried to the station I tried to think over the position coolly and carefully. In the first place, I was now a fugitive from the police; but as I had done no wrong, t…
AT PULTA WE kept up a fair pace for nearly an hour, the horse moving at a slow, loping canter, with spells of walking for me to recover breath; and in this way we covered six or seven miles, which br…
VERY SISTERLY VOLNA was down before me the next morning waiting in a little room where we had had supper. “I guessed Bob would be tired so I would not have him called,” she said. “I have been up an h…
THE LUCK TURNS VOLNA was thoroughly at home in the saddle, and it was easy to see that she had been accustomed to horses all her life. She had a perfect seat; and that firm hand and control which bri…
WHAT HAPPENED IN THE COTTAGE VOLNA walked up to the wood fire, took off her fur turban, shook it, and laughed. “Were you ever as wet before? I never was.” “I wonder if the woman can find you somethin…
A VERY TIGHT CORNER THE suspense of the two or three moments which followed the entrance of the pair constituted an ordeal not to be forgotten. That Volna mastered herself sufficiently to pass throug…
THE HAG TO THE RESCUE I KNEW enough of the methods of the police not to lay too much emphasis at the outset upon the fact that they had blundered. The police are pretty much the same all the world o…
