MISTRESS NANCY TO TREVISCOE

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"Now we must ride quick," said the maid.

 

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"Iss, but his hoss is drunk!" laughed Amelia.

 

"Drunk?" I cried.

 

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"And did the horse drink it?"

 

"Drink et! I shud think he ded. He wos thusty and sooped up every drap. Aw I shud like to see un now;" and the maid laughed again.

 

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