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You could not call it a stride. It was like the "crest-tossing Bellerophon," a kind of prancing gait. Guy Heavystone pranced toward me. "Lord Lovel he stood at the garden gate, A-combing his milk-white steed." It was the winter of 186- when I next met Guy Heavystone. He had left the University and had entered the 76th "Heavies."
You could not call it a stride. It was like the "crest-tossing Bellerophon," a kind of prancing gait. Guy Heavystone pranced toward me. "Lord Lovel he stood at the garden gate, A-combing his milk-white steed." It was the winter of 186- when I next met Guy Heavystone. He had left the university and had entered the 79th "Heavies."
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