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That afternoon I was upstairs , looking at the reflection of myself in the tall glass ,
wondering miserably why I seemed to be such an oaf . The voice of Rooksby
hailed me suddenly from downstairs . " Hey , John — John Kemp ; come down , I
The horseman gave an incredulous whistle , and then began to shout , his voice
winding mournfully uphill , " Hallo ! Hallo — o — o . " An echo stole back , " Hallo !
Hallo — o — o " ; then a number of voices . The horse stood , drooping its head ...
... a knot at the back of my head . " You ' re all right , " he said again . The hubbub
of voices ceased suddenly . " Now , lads , bring ' em along . " A voice I knew said
their watchword , " Snuff and enough , ” ' loudly , and then , " What ' s agate ?
Oh , that ' s all right , " the voice said in a whisper . " Mum , now ! ... My voice came
back in an echo , despairingly . Suddenly I was ... We made a few paces down
the road ; the pitiful voices of the runners crying for help came plainly to my ears .
... arrival of the runners and of my capture . I gathered this long afterwards . At that
moment I was conscious only of the motion of the horse beneath me , of intense
weariness , and of the voice of Ralph , who was lamenting his own cowardice .
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“And on this ghostly sigh, on this breath, with the feeble click of beads in the nun’s hands, a silence fell upon the room, vast as the stillness of a world of unknown faiths, loves, beliefs, of ... Read full review