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To halt would be to reveal our visit to the wood to the village constable, therefore we sprang across a stile, skirted the grass land, keeping beneath the high hawthorn hedge, and emerging into the roadway just as the lights of the gig came around the bend.
"Halloa! doctor! " I shouted, as he approached with the constable at his side, and the groom behind.