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After he had stared at the smoke for some time, he mounted the white horse. As he rode, he picked his way amidst stranded masses of web. For some reason there were many dead spiders on the ground, and those that lived feasted guiltily on their fellows. At the sound of his horse's hoofs they fled. AFTER HE HAD STARED AT THE SMOKE FOR SOME TIME HE MOUNTED THE WHITE HORSE AS HE RODE HE PICKED HIS WAY AMID STRANDED MASSES OF WEB FOR SOME REASON THERE WERE MANY DEAD SPINDERS ON THE GROUND AND THOSE THAT LIVED FEASTED GUILTILY ON THEIR FELLOWS AT THE SOUND OF HIS HORSE'S HOOFS THEY FLED
 all swathed in cobwebs and perhaps unpleasantly eaten. And as he thought of those cobwebs and of all the dangers he had been through, and the manner in which he had been preserved that day, his hand sought a little reliquary that hung about his neck, and he clasped it for a moment with heartfelt gratitude. As he did so his eyes went across the valley. “I was hot with passion,” he said, “and now she has met her reward. They also, no doubt—” And behold! Far away out of the wooded slopes across the valley, but in the clearness of the sunset distinct and unmistakable, he saw a little spire of smoke. At that his expression of serene resignation changed to an amazed anger. Smoke? He turned the head of the white horse about, and hesitated. And as he did so a little rustle of air went through the grass about him. Far away upon some reeds swayed a tattered sheet of grey. He looked at the cobwebs; he looked at the smoke. “Perhaps, after all, it is not them,” he said at last. But he knew better. REATLY TO THINK HE MIGHT DISCOVER HIS HORSE ALL SWATHED IN COBWEBS AND PERHAPS UNPLEASANTLY EATEN AND AS HE THOUGHT OF THOSE COBWEBS AND ALL THE DANGERS HE HAD BEEN THROUGH AND THE MANNER IN WHICH HE HAD BEEN PRESERVED THAT DAY HIS HAND SOUGHT A LITTLE RELIQUARY THAT HUNG ABOUT HIS NECK AND HE CLASPED IT FOR A MOMENT WITH HEARTFELT GRATITUDE AS HE DID SO HIS EYES WENT ACROSS THE VALLEY I WAS HOT WITH PASSION HE SAID AND NOW SHE HAS MET HER REWARD THEY ALSO NO DOUBT AND BEHOLD FAR AWAY OUT OF THE WOODED SLOPES ACROSS THE VALLEY BUT IN THE CLEARNESS OF THE SUNSET DISTINCT AND UNMISTAKABLE HE SAW LITTLE SPIRE OF SMOKE AT THAT HIS EXPRESSION OF SERENE RESIGNATION CHANGED TO AN AMAZED ANGER SMOKE HE TURNED THE HEAD OF THE WHITE HORSE ABOUT AND HESITATED AS HE DID SO A LITTLE RUSTLE OF AIR WENT THROUGH THE GRASS ABOUT HIM FAR AWAY UPON SOME REEDS SWAYED A TATTERED SHEET OF GRAY HE LOOKED AT THE COBWEBS HE LOOKED AT THE SMOKE PERHAPS AFTER ALL IT IS NOT THEM HE SAID AT LAST BUT HE KNEW BETTER
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