Hawk and Buzzard VI. A hazy face appeared through the fog of sleep, pale and thin and looming. "Is she married?" he asked, after a brief pause. ’ ‘Don’t count on it. Her cheeks were flushed, and her eyes bright. Before he could return, Jack had made good his retreat; and, wandering about the lanes and hedges, kept out of sight as much as possible. The air was sweet with the perfume of flowers, and the melody of murmuring insects, the blue sky was cloudless, the heat of the sun was tempered by the heather-scented west wind. . When the turnkey, next morning, stepp'd into his room, The sight of the hole in the wall struck him dumb; The sheriff's black bracelets lay strewn on the ground, But the lad that had worn 'em could nowhere be found.
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