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DRIVING OUT OF BUDMOUTH.
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'Though I didn't come for that purpose either, I would have,' said Dick at the twenty-first tree.

'Now, Mr. Dewy, no flirtation, because it's wrong, and I don't wish it.'

Dick seated himself afresh just as he had been sitting before, and arranged his looks very emphatically, then cleared his throat.

'Really, anybody would think you had met me on business and were just going to begin,' said the lady intractably.

'Yes, they would.'

'Why, you never have, to be sure!'

This was a shaky beginning. He chopped round, and said cheerily, as a man who had resolved never to spoil his jollity by loving one of womankind,

'Well how are you getting on, Miss Day, at the present time? Gaily, I don't doubt for a moment.'

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