Tales for Fifteen, or, Imagination and Heart by James Fenimore Cooper
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subordinate stations, would give a different view of
the subject from the official accounts, in which he was deeply read. It was no wonder, therefore, that he eagerly seized on the present opportunity to relieve the tedium of a ride between Albany and Schenectady. {equivoque = double meaning, a pun} "In what battle," asked Charles, quickly; "by sea or by land?" "By sea," said Antonio, speaking to his horses, with an evident unwillingness to say any more on the subject. Ah! the deception, and the idea of his friend Lawrence, are too much for his sensibility, thought Julia; and to relieve him she addressed Charles herself. "How far are we from Schenectady, cousin Charles?" Antonio, certainly, was not her cousin Charles; but as if he thought the answering such questions to be his peculiar province, he replied immediately-- "Four miles, ma'am; there's the stone." There was nothing in the answer itself, or the |
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