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Chapter 15 TO MOSCHELOO.

The next morning Mr. Falkirk appeared in the breakfast-room, as was his very frequent, though not invariable wont.

'I want your orders, Miss Hazel, about horses.'

Hazel-deep in a great wicker tray of flowers-looked up to consider the question.

'Well, sir,-we want carriage horses of course,-and saddle horses. And I want a pony carriage.'

            
            

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