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They drifted past the town, quickening to a soft trot after a moment, and then to a faster trot -- El Sangre was gliding along at a steady pace.
"Not back to the house! " said Denver with an oath, when they straightened back to the house of Pollard. "That's the first place McGuire will look, after what you said to him the other night."