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The road was full of ruts and cross
ruts and littered with boulders that had ambled down the mountain-
side in the spring moving. To save his life, Mr. Blithers couldn't
keep to a straight course. He went from rut to rut and from rock to
rock with the fidelity of a magnetised atom, seldom putting his foot
where he meant to put it, and never by any chance achieving a steady
stride. He would take one long, purposeful step and then a couple of
short "feelers," progressing very much as a man tramps over a newly
ploughed field.
At the top of the rise, Robin considerately slackened his pace and
the chubby gentleman drew alongside, somewhat out of breath but as
cheerful as a cricket.
"Going too fast for you, Mr. Blithers?" inquired Robin.
"Not at all," said Mr. Blithers. "By the way, Prince," he went on,
cunningly seizing the young man's arm and thereby putting a check on
his speed for the time being at least, "I want to explain my
daughter's unfortunate absence last night. You must have thought it
very strange. Naturally it was unavoidable.


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