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 done? Did you see Bartley, I’m saying to you?

With a weak voice.

My heart’s broken from this day.

As before.

Did you see Bartley?

I seen the fearfulest thing.

Leaves her wheel and looks out.

God forgive you; he’s riding the mare now over the green head, and the gray pony behind him.

''Starts, so that her shawl falls back from her head and shows her white tossed hair. With a frightened voice''.

The gray pony behind him.

Coming to the fire.

What is it ails you, at all?