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A HALF-MILE north from Jo. Dunfer's, on the road from Hutton's to Mexican
Hill, the highway dips into a sunless ravine which opens out on either hand in a half-confidential manner, as if it had a secret to impart at some more convenient season. I never used to ride through it without looking first to the one side and then to the other, to see if the time had arrived for the revelation. If I saw nothing-and I never did see anything-there was no feeling of disappointment, for I knew the disclosure was merely withheld temporarily for some good reason which I