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    <title>The ground underfoot was soft and sandy. </title>
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    <content type="html">  &lt;p style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align:justify;text-indent:.2in;line-height:normal" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black;background:white"&gt;Sarah&amp;#8217;s shoes sank into the soil, and she had to struggle to keep pace with the borderman&amp;#8217;s long strides.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align:justify;text-indent:.2in;line-height:normal" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black;background:white"&gt;They rounded a curve in the stream. Sarah glanced back, but saw nothing but trees. The settlement was out of sight, and she felt the first stir of a niggling doubt. Should we not have come to the ferry by now? Kingston said that it was just beyond the town.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black;background:white"&gt;John Harris&amp;#8217;s ferry is just beyond the town, but I don&amp;#8217;t care for Harris. We&amp;#8217;ll make use of Busted Bill&amp;#8217;s ferry instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align:justify;text-indent:.2in;line-height:normal" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black;background:white"&gt;Busted Bill? Sarah repeated. I don&amp;#8217;t believe I&amp;#8217;ve heard of him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align:justify;text-indent:.2in;line-height:normal" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black;background:white"&gt;Not to worry, Mrs. Marsters. He&amp;#8217;s new around these parts. He gave her arm a squeeze. The gesture was far from reassuring. Instead, Sarah&amp;#8217;s doubts increased. Perhaps we &lt;a href="http://www.milaci.ro"&gt;http://www.milaci.ro&lt;/a&gt; should go back, she said suddenly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align:justify;text-indent:.2in;line-height:normal" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black;background:white"&gt;Black&amp;#8217;s fingers dug deep into the flesh of Sarah&amp;#8217;s arm. Well, I&amp;#8217;m sorry to say that it&amp;#8217;s a mite too late for that. I&amp;#8217;ve already contracted for a woman, and if I don&amp;#8217;t come through with the goods my reputation as a marriage broker will be ruined. The last one I found for Bill ran away after just a week. He said if I didn&amp;#8217;t find someone to replace her, he&amp;#8217;d smash my face. I expect that you&amp;#8217;ll do well enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  </content>
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