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The Sayers of the Law.

           Iheardahowlbehindme,andcriesof"Catchhim!""Holdhim!"andthegrey-facedcreatureappearedbehindmeandjammedhishugebulkintothecleft."Goon!goon!"theyhowled.IclamberedupthenarrowcleftintherockandcameoutuponthesulphuronthewestwardsideofthevillageoftheBeastMen.

           Thatgapwasaltogetherfortunateforme,forthenarrowchimney,slantingobliquelyupward,musthaveimpededthenearerpursuers.Iranoverthewhitespaceanddownasteepslope,throughascatteredgrowthoftrees,andcametoalow-lyingstretchoftallreeds,throughwhichIpushedintoadark,thickundergrowththatblackandsucculentunderfoot.AsIplungedintothereeds,myforemostpursuersemergedfromthegap.Ibrokemywaythroughthisundergrowthforsomeminutes.Theairbehindmeandaboutmewassoonfullofthreateningcries.Iheardthetumultofmypursuersinthegapuptheslope,thenthecrashingofthereeds,andeverynowandthenthecracklingcrashofabranch.Someofthecreaturesroaredlikeexcitedbeastsofprey.Thestaghoundyelpedtotheleft.IheardMoreauandMontgomeryshoutinginthesamedirection.Iturnedsharplytotheright.ItseemedtomeeventhenthatIheardMontgomeryshoutingformetorunformylife.

           Presentlythegroundgaverichandoozyundermyfeet;butIwasdesperateandwentheadlongintoit,struggledthroughkneedeep,andsocametoawindingpathamongtallcanes.Thenoiseofmypursuerspassedawaytomyleft.

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