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CHAPTER 11
be getting dark,  make e. And the donkeyll carry you as nice as can be - youll see.

    ed Maggie as   relieved t it  to be going  srembling  she was really going home.

    `ty bonnet, said tting t recently despised but noicle of costume on Maggies o you,  you, and tle lady we said you was.

    `O, Yes, to you. But I ter t y.

    `A O me, arent you? said t I cant go - Youll go too fast for me.

    It no to be seated on trating against t as tmare o ted  a strong  from tick, set off at a rapid o Maggie all girl and ticks, obligingly escorted t hwacking.

    Not Leonore in t preternatural midnigom lover, errified tirely natural ride on a s-paced donkey,   of tting sun seemed to entous meaning, s foot, must surely ion. tctages - to add to its dreariness: to speak of, and t  ted by c o find t t stop there.

    At last - O sig in to an end,  t finger-post before - `to St Oggs, 2 miles. t to take er all, and mig at t t s like coming ronger as s more and more certain t se ion  only gratify  efface t sige-faced horse.

    `O stop, stop! s. `ther!

    t painful, and before  ullivers  been home.

    `s to irrup.

    `ttle miss lost o our tent, at ts a good o come arter being on tramp all day.

    `O, yes, fato bring me home, said Maggie. `A very kind, good man!

    `ulliver, taking out five ss t days  afford to lose ttle wenc her up before me.

    ` o be rambling about and lose yourself?

    `O fatom  bear it.

    `Pooulliver, sootnt t ud
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