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Chapter 43

           "Whatcanthemasthermane?Notcontintwithhavin’theblankyetuponhisshowldhers,bejapers,he’sgotitoverhishead!

           "He’splayin’usathrick,Tara.Hewantstogiveyouanmeasurproise.Hewantstohaveajokeagaynstus!

           "Sowl!butit’squareanyhow.Itlooksasifhehadnohead.Infaixdoesit!Ach!whatcyanitmane?BetheHowlyVirgin!it’senoughtofrightenwan,avtheydidn’tknowitwasthemasther!

           "Isitthemasther?Bethepowers,it’stooshortforhim!Thehead?SaintPatrickpresarveus,whareisit?Itcyan’tbesmotheredupintheblankyet?Thare’snoshapethare!BeJaysus,thare’ssomethin’wrong!Whatdoesitmane,Tara?"

           Thetoneofthespeakerhadagainundergoneachange.Itwasnowcloseborderinguponterroraswasalsotheexpressionofhiscountenance.

           Thelookandattitudeofthestaghoundwerenotverydifferent.Hestoodalittleinadvancehalfcowering,halfinclinedtospringforwardwitheyesglaringwildly,whilefixedupontheapproachinghorsemannowscarcetwohundredyardsfromthespot!

           AsPhelimputthequestionthatterminatedhislastsoliloquy,thehoundgaveoutalugubrioushowl,thatseemedintendedforananswer.

           Then,asifurgedbysomecanineinstinct,heboundedofftowardsthestrangeobject,whichpuzzledhishumancompanion,andwasequallypuzzlinghim.

           Rushingstraighton,hegaveutterancetoaseriesofshrillyelps;fardifferentfromthesoftsonorousbaying,withwhichhewasaccustomedtowelcomethecominghomeofthemustanger

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