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Suffice it that in another second he was galloping full tilt down the valley with his sword whirling furiously overhead. And all about him on the quickening breeze, the spiders' airships, their air bundles and air sheets, seemed to him to hurry in a conscious pursuit. SUFFICE IT THAT IN ANOTHER SECOND HE WAS GALLOPING FULL TILT DOWN THE VALLEY WITH HIS SWORD WHIRLING FURIOUSLY OVERHEAD AND ALL ABOUT HIM ON THE QUICKENING BREEZE THE SPIDERS AIRSHIPS THEIR AIR BUNDLES AND AIR SHEETS SEEMED TO HIM TO HURRY IN A CONSCIOUS PURSUIT
l movements with his sword. Grey streamers waved from him; there was a thin veil of grey across his face. With his left hand he beat at something on his body, and suddenly he stumbled and fell. He struggled to rise, and fell again, and suddenly, horribly, began to howl, “Oh—ohoo, ohooh!” The master could see the great spiders upon him, and others upon the ground. As he strove to force his horse nearer to this gesticulating, screaming grey object that struggled up and down, there came a clatter of hoofs, and the little man, in act of mounting, swordless, balanced on his belly athwart the white horse, and clutching its mane, whirled past. And again a clinging thread of grey gossamer swept across the master's face. All about him, and over him, it seemed this drifting, noiseless cobweb circled and drew nearer him.... To the day of his death he never knew just how the event of that moment happened. Did he, indeed, turn his horse, or did it really of its own accord stampede after its fellow? AND ENCUMBERED WITH GRAY HE MADE INEFFECTUAL MOVEMENTS WITH HIS SWORD GRAY STREAMERS WAVED FROM HIM THERE WAS A THIN VEIL OF GREY ACROSS HIS FACE WITH HIS LEFT HAND HE BEAT AT SOMETHING ON HIS BODY AND SUDDENLY HE STUMBLED AND FELL HE STRUGGLED TO RISE AND FELL AGAIN AND SUDDENLY HORRIBLY BEGAN TO HOWL OH OH OH THE MASTER COULD SEE THE GREAT SPIDERS UPON HIM AND OTHERS UPON THE GROUND AS HE STROVE TO FORCE HIS HORSE NEARER TO THIS GESTICULATING SCREAMING GREY OBJECT THAT STRUGGLED UP AND DOWN THERE CAME A CLATTER OF HOOFS AND THE LITTLE MAN IN ACT OF MOUNTING SWORDLESS BALANCED ON HIS BELLY ATHWART THE WHITE HORSE AND CLUTCHING ITS MANE WHIRLED PAST AND AGAIN A CLINGING THREAD OF GREY GOSSAMER SWEPT ACROSS THE MASTER'S FACE ALL ABOUT HIM AND OVER HIM IT SEEMED THIS DRIFTING NOISELESS COBWEB CIRCLED AND DREW NEARER HIM TO THE DAY OF HIS DEATH HE NEVER KNEW JUST HOW THE EVENT OF THAT MOMENT HAPPENED DID HE INDEED TURN HIS HORSE OR DID IT REALLY OF ITS OWN ACCORD STAMPEDE AFTER ITS FELLOW
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