" "But I've got to go!" insisted Rollo, in perfectly understandable dog-talk. Alarmed by these prognostications of a storm, and feeling too much exhausted from his late severe treatment to proceed further on foot, Wood endeavoured to find a tavern where he might warm and otherwise refresh himself. It was of no use, she let him do it as she could not be strangled. She struggled not to be afraid. From the opposite corner under the trees a man with his hat slouched over his eyes stood and glowered at them.
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