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By the time Squire West and the whole of the parish of Brassington had realised what a terrible practical joke had been perpetrated on them by the stranger, the latter was far out of sight, with not even a cloud of dust to mark the way he went.
But the hue-and-cry after him had never ceased the whole of that day. Squire West, profuse and abject