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And then he saw first one and then a second great white ball, a great shining white ball like a gigantic head of thistle down, that drove before the wind athwart the path. AND THEN HE SAW THE FIRST ONE AND THEN A SECOND GREAT WHITE BULL A GREAT SHINING WHITE BULL LIKE A GIGANTIC HEAD OF THISTLEDOWN THAT DROVE BEFORE THE WIND ATHWART THE PATH
d lip, as stalwart as his master, as brave and, indeed, perhaps braver, and yet for him there was obedience, nothing but to give obedience duly and stoutly... Certain sensations of the hands and knees called the little man back to more immediate things. He became aware of something. He rode up beside his gaunt fellow. “Do you notice the horses?” he said in an undertone. The gaunt face looked interrogation. “They don't like this wind,” said the little man, and dropped behind as the man with the silver bridle turned upon him. “It's all right,” said the gaunt-faced man. They rode on again for a space in silence. The foremost two rode downcast upon the trail, the hindmost man watched the haze that crept down the vastness of the valley, nearer and nearer, and noted how the wind grew in strength moment by moment. Far away on the left he saw a line of dark bulks—wild hog perhaps, galloping down the valley, but of that he said nothing, nor did he remark again upon the uneasiness of the horses. ED ON THE GAUNT RIDER WITH A SCARRED LIP AS STALWART AS HIS MASTER AS BRAVE AND INDEED PERHAPS BRAVER AND YET FOR HIM THERE WAS OBEDIENCE NOTHING BUT TO GIVE OBEDIENCE DULY AND STOUTLY CERTAIN SENSATIONS OF THE HANDS AND KNEES CALLED THE LITTLE MAN BACK TO MORE IMMEDIATE THINGS HE BECAME AWARE OF SOMETHING HE RODE UP BESIDE HIS GAUNT FELLOW DO YOU NOTICE THE HORSES HE SAID IN AN UNDERTONE THE GAUNT FACE LOOKED INTERROGATION THEY DON'T LIKE THIS WIND SAID THE LITTLE MAN AND DROPPED BEHIND AS THE MAN WITH THE SILVER BRIDLE TURNED UPON HIM IT'S ALL RIGHT SAID THE GAUNT FACED MAN THEY RODE ON AGAIN FOR A SPACE IN SILENCE THE FOREMOST TWO RODE DOWNCAST UPON THE TRAIL THE HINDMOST MAN WATCHED THE HAZE THAT CREPT DOWN THE VASTNESS OF THE VALLEY NEARER AND NEARER AND NOTED HOW THE WIND GREW IN STRENGTH MOMENT BY MOMENT FAR AWAY ON THE LEFT HE SAW A LINE OF DARK BULKS WILD HOG PERHAPS GALLOPING DOWN THE VALLEY BUT OF THAT HE SAID NOTHING NOR DID HE REMARK AGAIN UPON THE UNEASINESS OF THE HORSES
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