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A SOVEREIGN REMEDY
A Sovereign Remedy
By
FLORA ANNIE STEEL
_Author of "On the Face of the Water,"
"The Hosts of the Lord," "Voices in the Night," etc_.
New York
Doubleday, Page & Company
1907
Copyright, 1906, by
Flora Annie Steel
Published, January, 1907
_All rights reserved,
including that of translation into foreign languages,
including the Scandinavian_
A SOVEREIGN REMEDY
A SOVEREIGN REMEDY
CHAPTER I
"Oh! Dash it all!... I'm so sorry...!"
"Oh! Dash it all!... I'm so sorry...!"
The coincident exclamations and their sequent apology were separated
by a crash, followed by a pause, during which the two cyclists who had
collided picked themselves out of the dust unhurt and looked quickly
at their machines; finally turning to each other with a smiling
_bienveillance_ born of relief--for there was no denying that the
affair might have been serious, and they were both conscious of sin.
"It was my fault; I was looking at the view," said one of the two
young men candidly. He was a trifle the taller, the broader, and
distinctly the better looking; but they were both excellent specimens
of clean, wholesome-looking British manhood; curiously alike also, not
only in feature, but in resolute adherence to the conventional type.
"But so was I!" returned the other. His voice was the pleasanter, not
perhaps so resonant, but with more modulation in it. "Besides, your
machine is damaged, and mine isn't--Oh! by George! I hadn't noticed
the pedal," he added, following the other's look. He bent for closer
inspection, then gave a laugh which was but half rueful; in truth, he
was not altogether dissatisfied with this justice of Providence.
"About equal--so we'll cry quits," he said.
"It means walking for us both," said the other with a shrug. "Are you
going my way?"
He nodded towards the blue depths of the valley, which, from this gap
in the wavy outline of rolling hill where they stood, dipped down to
the distant sea that lay half-way up the sky like a level pale-blue
cloud.
The gap was the summit level between east and west; as such, a
meeting-place for much water, and many roads.
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