Harper's New Monthly Magazine Volume 109 June to November 1904 . tch Fulk of the Forestat his midnight hunt; he had seen theraiders of Avray gather about the greatoak for the surprise and sacking of Tera-bil in the Mere. Superstition evaporated on the lad was all warm flesh and eagersinew; his heart quickened, but grewsteady; he tucked his cloak up underhis girdle, slipped from his hiding-place,and ran. Never a glance back did he give as heskimmed silently over the snow. Thebranches of the trees flew back above hishead; the keen air whistled in his as he ran he could catc
Harper's New Monthly Magazine Volume 109 June to November 1904 . tch Fulk of the Forestat his midnight hunt; he had seen theraiders of Avray gather about the greatoak for the surprise and sacking of Tera-bil in the Mere. Superstition evaporated on the lad was all warm flesh and eagersinew; his heart quickened, but grewsteady; he tucked his cloak up underhis girdle, slipped from his hiding-place,and ran. Never a glance back did he give as heskimmed silently over the snow. Thebranches of the trees flew back above hishead; the keen air whistled in his as he ran he could catch the muf-fled tramp of horses at the trot. Thesound stirred him like a , wide-mouthed, he reached theopen, and scurried on over the snow. Terabil, with its silver girdle of water,lay before him in the moonlight; he couldsee the towers black and saturnine underthe sky. The white plain seemed toheave endless under his feet. Once hestumbled over a knot of heather, fell,picked himself up, and ran the was half-way to the water, when he.
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