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Chapter 47

           Thereversemetamorphosis,ifnotsocarefully,wasmorequicklyaccomplished.Inhastetheywashedthewar-paintfromtheirskinsavailingthemselvesofsomewatercarriedintheircanteens;inhastetheydraggedtheircivilisedhabilimentsfromthehollowtree,inwhichtheyhadhiddenthem;and,puttingthemoninlikehaste,theyoncemoremountedtheirhorses,androdetowardstheLeona.

           Ontheirhomewardwaytheyconversedonlyoftheheadlesshorseman:but,withtheirthoughtsundertheinfluenceofasupernaturalterror,theycouldnotsatisfactorilyaccountforanappearancesounprecedented;andtheywerestillundecidedastheypartedcompanyontheoutskirtsofthevillageeachgoingtohisownjacalé.

           "Carrai!"exclaimedtheCoyote,ashesteppedacrossthethresholdofhis,anddroppeddownuponhiscanecouch."Notmuchchanceofsleepingafterthat.SantosDios!suchasight!Ithaschilledthebloodtotheverybottomofmyveins.Andnothingheretowarmme.Thecanteenempty;theposadashutup;everybodyinbed!

           "MadredeDios!whatcanithavebeen?Ghostitcouldnotbe;fleshandbonesIgraspedmyself;sodidVicenteontheotherside?Ifeltthat,orsomethingverylikeit,underthetiger-skin.

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