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Chapter 76

           Hewasstillalongwayoff;anditwasnotlikelyhehadseenthetallformofthehunter,standingshoredupamongthebushes—muchlessthemare,lyingbeneaththem.Heshowednosignsofhavingdoneso.

           Onthecontrary,hewassittingstoopedinthesaddle,hisbreastbentdowntothepommel,andhiseyesactivelyengagedinreadingtheground,overwhichhewasguidinghishorse.

           Therecouldbenodifficultyinascertaininghisoccupation.ZebStumpguesseditataglance.Hewastrackingtheheadlessrider.

           "Ho,ho!"mutteredZeb,onmakingthisdiscovery;"Iain’ttheonlyonewho’sgotareezunforsolvin’thishyurmyst’ry!Whothehellkinhebe?Ishedjestliketoknowthat."

           Zebhadnotlongtowaitforthegratificationofhiswish.Asthetrailwasfresh,thestrangehorsemancouldtakeitupatatrot—inwhichpacehewasapproaching.

           Hewassoonwithinidentifyingdistance.

           "Gee—hosophat!"mutteredthebackwoodsman;"Imoutaknow’ditwudbehim;anefI’mnotmistookaboutit,hyursgoin’tobeaotherchapterouto’thesamebook—aotherlinkas’llhelpmetokumpletethechaino’evydinceI’minsarchfor.Layclost,yecritter!Efyemakeereastir—eventotheshakin’o’themlonglugso’yourn—I’llcutyurdarnedthroat."

           Thelastspeechwasanapostrophetothe"maar"—afterwhichZebwaxedsilent,withhisheadamongthesprayoftheacacias,andhiseyespeeringthroughthebranchesinacutescrutinyofhimwhowascomingalong.

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