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Chapter 6

           Mythoughtshoveredoverallvarietiesofmortaledible,andfinallysettledonaporterhousesteakandaquartofbitterwithawelshrabbittofollow.InlonginghopelesslyforthesedaintiesIfellasleep.

           Iwokeverycoldandstiffaboutanhourafterdawn.IttookmealittlewhiletorememberwhereIwas,forIhadbeenverywearyandhadsleptheavily.Isawfirstthepaleblueskythroughanetofheather,thenabigshoulderofhill,andthenmyownbootsplacedneatlyinablaeberrybush.Iraisedmyselfonmyarmsandlookeddownintothevalley,andthatonelooksetmelacingupmybootsinmadhaste.

           Forthereweremenbelow,notmorethanaquarterofamileoff,spacedoutonthehillsidelikeafan,andbeatingtheheather.Marmiehadnotbeenslowinlookingforhisrevenge.

           Icrawledoutofmyshelfintothecoverofaboulder,andfromitgainedashallowtrenchwhichslantedupthemountainface.Thisledmepresentlyintothenarrowgullyofaburn,bywayofwhichIscrambledtothetopoftheridge.FromthereIlookedback,andsawthatIwasstillundiscovered.Mypursuerswerepatientlyquarteringthehillsideandmovingupwards.

           KeepingbehindtheskylineIranformaybehalfamile,tillIjudgedIwasabovetheuppermostendoftheglen.ThenIshowedmyself,andwasinstantlynotedbyoneoftheflankers,whopassedthewordtotheothers.Iheardcriescomingupfrombelow,andsawthatthelineofsearchhadchangeditsdirection.

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