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The master set his teeth, gripped his bridle, lowered his head, and spurred his horse forward. THE MASTER SET HIS TEETH GRIPPED HIS BRIDLE LOWERED HIS HEAD AND SPURRED HIS HORSE FORWARD
for it down the valley.” What happened then was like the confusion of a battle. The man with the silver bridle saw the little man go past him slashing furiously at imaginary cobwebs, saw him cannon into the horse of the gaunt man and hurl it and its rider to earth. His own horse went a dozen paces before he could rein it in. Then he looked up to avoid imaginary dangers, and then back again to see a horse rolling on the ground, the gaunt man standing and slashing over it at a rent and fluttering mass of grey that streamed and wrapped about them both. And thick and fast as thistle-down on waste land on a windy day in July, the cobweb masses were coming on. The little man had dismounted, but he dared not release his horse. He was endeavouring to lug the struggling brute back with the strength of one arm, while with the other he slashed aimlessly, The tentacles of a second grey mass had entangled themselves with the struggle, and this second grey mass came to its moorings, and slowly sank.  WAS SHOUTING RIDE FOR IT DOWN THE VALLEY WHAT HAPPENED THEN WAS LIKE THE CONFUSION OF A BATTLE THE MAN WITH THE SILVER BRIDLE SAW THE LITTLE MAN GO PAST HIM SLASHING FURIOUSLY AT IMAGINARY COBWEBS SAW HIM CANNON INTO THE HORSE OF THE GAUNT MAN AND HURL IT AND ITS RIDER TO EARTH HIS OWN HORSE WENT A DOZEN PACES BEFORE HE COULD REIN IT IN THEN HE LOOKED UP TO AVOID IMAGINARY DANGERS AND THEN BACK AGAIN TO SEE A HORSE ROLLING ON THE GROUND THE GAUNT MAN STANDING AND SLASHING OVER IT AT A RENT AND FLUTTERING MASS OF GRAY THAT STREAMED AND WRAPPED ABOUT THEM BOTH AND THICK AND FAST AS THISTLEDOWN ON WASTE LAND ON A WINDY DAY IN JULY THE COBWEB MASSES WERE COMING ON THE LITTLE MAN HAD DISMOUNTED BUT HE DARED NOT RELEASE HIS HORSE HE WAS ENDEAVOURING TO LUG THE STRUGGLING BRUTE BACK WITH THE STRENGTH OF ONE ARM WHILE WITH THE OTHER HE SLASHED AIMLESSLY THE TENTACLES OF A SECOND GRAY MASS HAD ENTANGLED THEMSELVES WITH THE STRUGGLE AND THIS SECOND GRAY MASS CAME TO ITS MOORINGS AND SLOWLY SANK
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