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They watched him pass , an ominous shadow in the sunshine , and Flavia shuddered . `` But what will you be doing , then ? '' Morty asked , rubbing , his chin in perplexity . `` He 's saying that if The McMurrough 'll not meet him by four o'clock , and it is n't much short of it , he 'll be riding this day ! And him once gone he 's a bitter tongue , and ` twill be foul shame on the house ! '' Flavia stood silent in thought , but at length she drew in her breath sharply -- she had made up her mind . `` I know what I will do , '' she said .