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White Lies

CHAPTER IV
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Then did our astronomer fling down his tube, and come running out in hopes of intercepting them, and seeming to meet them by some strange fortuity.

Hope whispered he should be blessed with a smile; perhaps a word even.

So another minute and he was running up the road to Beaurepaire.

But his good heart was doomed to be diverted to a much humbler object than his idol; as he came near the fallen tree he heard loud cries for help, followed by groans of pain.

He bounded over the hedge, and there was Dard hanging over his axe, moaning.


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