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Beckendorff may not be home again these six hours." "What! is your master gone out?" "Yes, sir, he is just gone out to take his ride." "Why! where is his horse kept, then?" "It is Owlface, sir." "Owlface, indeed! What! is your master in the habit of riding out at night?" "Mr. Beckendorff rides out, sir, just when it happens to suit him."
Beckendorff will have no quadrupeds within a mile of the house, except Owlface." "How do you mean? Let me see the man-servant." "The household consists only of myself, sir." "Why! where is my luggage, then?" "That has been brought up, sir; it is in your room." "I tell you I must have my horses." "It is quite impossible to-night, sir. I think, sir, you had better retire. Mr.
He was mounted on a strong-built, rough, and ugly pony, with an obstinate mane, which, defying the exertion's of the groom, fell in equal divisions on both sides of its bottle neck, and a large white face, which, combined with its blinking vision, had earned for it the euphonious title of Owlface.
It was a few minutes past nine when Essper returned with the joyful intelligence that Owlface and his master had been seen to enter the Courtyard. Vivian immediately mounted Max, and telling Essper to keep a sharp watch, he set spurs to his horse. "Now, Max, my good steed, each minute is golden; serve thy master well!"
I am sure you would have been quite delighted with it. As for poor Mr. Beckendorff, I thought even he would have gone out of his mind; and when I brought in the white peacock he actually left the room in despair. Pray how do you like Madame Clara and Owlface too? Which do you think the most beautiful? I am no great favourite with the old lady. Indeed, it was very kind of Mr.
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