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Lorna Doone
A Romance of Exmoor

CHAPTER IV
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They bought some household stores and comforts at a very high price, and pricked upon the homeward road, away from vulgar revellers.
When they drew bridle to rest their horses, in the shelter of a peat-rick, the night being dark and sudden, a robber of great size and strength rode into the midst of them, thinking to kill or terrify.

His arrogance and hardihood at the first amazed them, but they would not give up without a blow goods which were on trust with them.

He had smitten three of them senseless, for the power of his arm was terrible; whereupon the last man tried to ward his blow with a pistol.

Carver, sir, it was, our brave and noble Carver, who saved the lives of his brethren and his own; and glad enow they were to escape.
Notwithstanding, we hoped it might be only a flesh-wound, and not to speed him in his sins.' As this atrocious tale of lies turned up joint by joint before her, like a 'devil's coach-horse,'* mother was too much amazed to do any more than look at him, as if the earth must open.

But the only thing that opened was the great brown eyes of the Counsellor, which rested on my mother's face with a dew of sorrow, as he spoke of sins.
* The cock-tailed beetle has earned this name in the West of England.
She, unable to bear them, turned suddenly on Sir Ensor, and caught (as she fancied) a smile on his lips, and a sense of quiet enjoyment.
'All the Doones are gentlemen,' answered the old man gravely, and looking as if he had never smiled since he was a baby.


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