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Updated: May 1, 2025
Amber-Amulet was a colt of the most marvelous promise at the Royallieu establishment, looked on to win the next Clearwell, Guineas, and Derby as a certainty. An accident to the young chestnut was the only thing that suggested itself as of possibly sufficient importance to make his brother wait for him at five o'clock on a June morning.
The Seraph lifted himself a little, with a sort of pitying, sympathizing curiosity toward a fellow-sufferer. "Well, I'll tell you," said Bertie, with a sigh as of a man who hated long sentences, and who was about to plunge into a painful past. "It's ages ago; day I was at a Drawing room; year Blue Ruin won the Clearwell for Royal, I think.
They gathered up their belongings and stood ready to get off the car in which they had been nearly a whole day. Clearwell was quite a large place, and the station, where the two different railroad trains came in, was a big one. There was quite a crowd getting off the train on which the Bunkers had ridden, and more of a crowd on the platform.
"We'll do that," decided the children's father. "We'll change at Clearwell, and get on a train there that will take us to Sagatook earlier." The name of the station where they were to start to drive to grandma's was Sagatook. The lake was five miles back in the woods. They were soon near the junction, where two railroad lines came together, and there the Bunkers were to change.
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