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"God forgive me," cried the lacerated wretch, "but I know it all! Yet

tell me what else she said"

"There was little more," said Mald, "for the monk pulled at her, and

she went as she caone?" said Prosper in a dry whisper

"Ah, and more"

"God be with you," said he; "pray for her"

"Pray!" e; "and pray ill that do?"

"No more than I, mother, just now God is all about us Farewell!"

And he was gone aht ed Prosper was not for srew

cooler, as always, for his haste, his arh the breastbone He broke his spear, but took

the other's, and away At the edge of the wood the leamed a

third time upon mail It was Galors' last sentry, who hallooed to stay

him Prosper was on him before he was ready, and hurled hih the wood

The snapping branches, thunder of hoofs, labouring belly and hard-won

breath of his beast,in his ears,

prevented hi what Galors and his prey had already heard

He went headlong down the slope of the ground; but before anything

ht the ap in the trees just there; the olden Then at last he sahat he wanted, and knew that

the hour had come