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Austen asked . `` Good Lord ! '' said Mr. Putter , `` you did n't shoot more 'n one , did you ? '' It was just three o'clock when Austen drove into the semicircle opposite the Widow Peasley 's , rang Mr. Crewe 's door-bell , and leaped into the sleigh once more , the mare 's nature being such as to make it undesirable to leave her . Presently Mr. Crewe 's butler appeared , and stood dubiously in the vestibule . `` Will you tell Miss Flint that Mr. Vane has called for her , and that I can not leave the horse ? '' The man retired with obvious disapproval .