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Chapter 18

           Asthecavalcadeleftthecourtofthemonastery,anincidenthappenedsomewhatalarmingtotheSaxons,who,ofallpeopleofEurope,weremostaddictedtoasuperstitiousobservanceofomens,andtowhoseopinionscanbetracedmostofthosenotionsuponsuchsubjects,stilltobefoundamongourpopularantiquities.FortheNormansbeingamixedrace,andbetterinformedaccordingtotheinformationofthetimes,hadlostmostofthesuperstitiousprejudiceswhichtheirancestorshadbroughtfromScandinavia,andpiquedthemselvesuponthinkingfreelyonsuchtopics.

           Inthepresentinstance,theapprehensionofimpendingevilwasinspiredbynolessrespectableaprophetthanalargeleanblackdog,which,sittingupright,howledmostpiteouslyastheforemostridersleftthegate,andpresentlyafterwards,barkingwildly,andjumpingtoandfro,seemedbentuponattachingitselftotheparty.

           "Ilikenotthatmusic,fatherCedric,"saidAthelstane;forbythistitleofrespecthewasaccustomedtoaddresshim.

           "NorIeither,uncle,"saidWamba;"Igreatlyfearweshallhavetopaythepiper."

           "Inmymind,"saidAthelstane,uponwhosememorytheAbbot’sgoodale(forBurtonwasalreadyfamousforthatgenialliquor)hadmadeafavourableimpression,"inmymindwehadbetterturnback,andabidewiththeAbbotuntiltheafternoon.Itisunluckytotravelwhereyourpathiscrossedbyamonk,ahare,orahowlingdog,untilyouhaveeatenyournextmeal."

           "Away!"saidCedric,impatiently;"thedayisalreadytooshortforourjourney.

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