His countenance was pale as death, but not a muscle quivered; nor did he betray the slightest appearance of fear. Kimble had bedded the animal down at the local inn. Her fanciful imagination no longer drew pictures of the aunt in the doorway of a wooden house, her arms extended in welcome. "And now, Mrs. "What in the world is it?" he asked.
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