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Dick Lancaster walked to Broadstone the next morning because Captain Asher was obliged to go to Glenford on business, but the young man did not in the least mind a six-mile walk on a fine morning. All the way to Glenford the captain thought of Olive; sometimes he wished she had never come to him.

The desert run, when Abu Hussein forsook the cultivation, and made a six-mile point to earth in a desolate khor when strange armed riders on camels swooped out of a ravine, and instead of giving battle, offered to take the tired hounds home on their beasts. Which they did, and vanished.

"Yes; I've had a couple of lessons only two, and I went for a six-mile ride all alone to-day!" "Then weren't you at the office?" "In the morning; but one gets no exercise in that beastly office. I need a lot nowadays." He threw himself into a chair and a smile broke over his face, in which, to her further bewilderment, she recognized an unmistakable flavor of roguishness.

"No, he couldn't think that fast. He just stood still, looking at me, while I threw her open, and you could see his lantern for a mile back he never moved. He had a good six-mile walk back to the last station." There was a long silence. Bannon got up and walked slowly up and down the enclosure with his hands deep in his pockets.

Our run this morning was delightful. The current was the best on which we had travelled. The channel swung from side to side, in great half circles, with most of the water thrown against the outside bank, or wall, with a five-or six-mile an hour current close to the wall.

Below, it bends southward and widens gradually for a mile to the market-town of Cleeve Abbots, where by a Norman bridge of ten arches its brook joins a large river, and their waters, scarcely mingled, are met by the sea tides, spent and warm with crawling over the sandbanks of a six-mile estuary.

Bixby called my attention to certain things. Said he, 'This is Six-Mile Point. I assented. It was pleasant enough information, but I could not see the bearing of it. I was not conscious that it was a matter of any interest to me.

Twenty feet away in a deep crevice at the edge of the coulee, Bat Lajune, who had overheard every word, was convulsed with silent mirth. "You say they've dug up all the coulees? Red Rock an' an' all, Buffalo, Six-mile, Woodpile, Miller's?"

Men propelling vehicles like horses between the shafts, and trotting off at a six-mile pony gait while drawing after them one or two persons with ease, was at first a singular aspect to a stranger. So were the naked coolies, by fours, bearing heavy loads of merchandise swung from their shoulders upon stout bamboo poles, while they shouted a measured chant by which to keep step.

This obstruction to the will of the wind and tide, and the ever-present six-mile current, caused by the narrowing of Long Island Sound in its onrush to the sea, acted as a fallen log that blocks a mountain stream, or a boulder that plugs a torrent.