Pulp Fiction, 1862 · page 21 of 130
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‘ S THE STRANGER’S EXPLANATION. WW A hideous yell again disturbed the quiet of the forest, and then the heavy tread of the infuriate brigands was heard in pursuit of the flying horseman, whom they thought fatally wounded. Horace dashed on. He thought no more of treacherous branches, Or narrow or tortuous ways. He feared only the danger in the rear, and endeavored to place as much » distance as possible between himself and this terrible pack of demons. But their execrations soon yielded to the matchless speed of his gallant roan, till the many voices’ seemed like one, and even that became famter and fainter, till not a sound polluted the air from that vile fountain. A little further and he debouched from the forest, and horse and rider stood upon the plain. The moon was now rising above the horizon, and tinging with the silver of its rays the gloomy wood which had so nearly been his sepulcher. The scene was a feast to his eyes after the deep obscurity and peril through which he haa traveled, and, as he gazed upon it, he suddenly perceived that he was not alone in the enjoyment, for at a short distance stood, leaning upon his gun, in silent. contemplation, the stranger. Horace rode toward him, leaped from his horse and seized his hand: “T owe you a great debt,” he said ; “ how can L repay you ?” “ By not suspecting me,” replied the stranger. “T feel the reproach acutely,” said Horace, “and am thor- oughly ashamed of my conduct toward yon on the other side of the forest.” - “Well, we're in safety now,” said the stranger, “and + ‘twould be well to place a little more distance ‘twixt us and this forest, for them fellers will very likely come to the edge on’t.” “But relate to me my worthy friend,” said Horace, as they which you have effected my deliverance; for although I have Such obscurity, thet I am ignorant of every circumstance, _ Where I did not participate in the action.” dare not much in’t, I guess,” replied the stranger, “ but I re say some 0’ the thi are strange to you that you see. Well, you know I comed ut o’ the ood, and that old beldam follered me. Ther you took to " - Conmcloooks.cconn