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Annabel! Annabel!” His voice became a shriek. " And he raised it in his arms. Curses light on the horse!" he added, seizing the bridle of his steed, who continued snorting and shivering, as if still under the influence of some unaccountable alarm; "what can ail him?" "I know what ails him, your honour," rejoined the groom, riding up as he spoke; "he's seen somethin' not o' this world. The highest form of knowledge was magic: the priesthood. ’ ‘Where are we going?’ ‘Back to Blaye, my girl. You forget all the mass of training and tradition and instinct that go to make him a tolerable master. They had always gone without because of their secret lifestyle. Groans and hoots were now raised by the crowd, and there was an evident disposition to rescue.
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