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`` No , sir ; the truth is , I walked . '' `` Good God ! '' ejaculated Buffle ; `` I 'll kill any scoundrel of a station-agent that 'll let a woman take such a walk as this . I 'll take you back on a good horse before noon to-morrow , and I 'll put a hole through that rascal right before your eyes , mum . '' Mrs. Berryn shuddered , at sight of which Buffle mentally consigned his eyes to a locality boasting a superheated atmosphere , for talking so roughly to a lady . `` Do n't harm him , Mr. Buffle , '' said she . `` He knew nothing about it .