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Portrait of Robert Louis Stevenson Robert Louis Stevenson The Works of Robert Louis Stevenson - Swanston Edition…

It was just the sort of chaise that I had dreamed of for my purpose: eminently rich, inconspicuous, and genteel; for, though I thought the postmaster no great authority, I was bound to agree with him so far. The body was painted a dark claret, and the wheels an invisible green. The lamp and glasses were bright as silver; and the whole equipage had an air of privacy and reserve that seemed to repel inquiry and disarm suspicion. With a servant like Rowley, and a chaise like this, I felt that I could go from the Land’s End to John o’ Groat’s House amid a population of bowing ostlers.
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Portrait of Robert Louis Stevenson Robert Louis Stevenson The Works of Robert Louis Stevenson - Swanston Edition…

A wave of discretion went over me as cold and as deep as the sea.
“In short, sir, this is a matter of feeling,” I concluded, “and nothing will prevent my going to Edinburgh.”
If I had fired a pistol in his ear he could not have been more startled.
“To Edinburgh?” he repeated. “Edinburgh? where the very paving-stones know you!”
“Then is the murder out!” said I. “But, Mr. Romaine, is there not sometimes safety in boldness? Is it not a common-place of strategy to get where the enemy least expects you? And where would he expect me less?”
“Faith, there is something in that, too!” cried the lawyer.
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Portrait of Robert Louis Stevenson Robert Louis Stevenson The Works of Robert Louis Stevenson - Swanston Edition…

We came, at last, a little before sunrise to the summit of a hill, and saw the high-road passing at right angles through an open country of meadows and hedgerow pollards; and not only the York mail, speeding smoothly at the gallop of the four horses, but a post-chaise besides, with the post-boy titupping briskly, and the traveller himself putting his head out of the window, but whether to breathe the dawn, or the better to observe the passage of the mail, I do not know. So that we enjoyed for an instant a picture of free life on the road, in its most luxurious forms of despatch and comfort.
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