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They must have stayed on at Job Crickendon's till past five o'clock. Could they have had tea there? No, she was sure they would not have done that, when they knew she was waiting for them, was looking forward eagerly to tea in the nursery.
She blushed faintly. "No," she said. That faint blush made Dion's heart bound, he scarcely knew why. But he only said soberly: "I'm glad of that. And now about Robin. You're right. He can't walk over stubble with me, but why shouldn't I stick him on a pony?" "Oh a pony! How he would love it!" "Can't I get hold of one?" "But Job Crickendon's got one!" "Job Crick . . . ?" "Mrs.
When the chimes told her that it was a quarter to six she began to feel puzzled, and just the least little bit anxious. It had been quite dark for a little while now. Job Crickendon's farm was only about four miles from Welsley. Harrington's horse might not be an exceptionally fast-goer, but surely he could cover six miles in an hour. Dion and Robin could get back in forty minutes at the most.
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