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The McIntyre family was seated at breakfast on the morning which / followed the first visit of Raffles Haw, when they were surprised to / hear the buzz and hum of a multitude of voices in the village street. / Nearer and nearer came the tumult, and then, of a sudden, two maddened / horses reared themselves up on the other side of the garden hedge, / prancing and pawing, with ears laid back and eyes ever glancing at some / horror behind them. Two men hung shouting to their bridles, while a / third came rushing up the curved gravel path. Before the McIntyres could / realise the situation, their maid, Mary, darted into the sitting-room / with terror in her round freckled face:
"If you please, miss," she screamed, "your tiger has arrove."