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The dogs uttered a long and closing howl, and then breaking off
together, they disappeared on the forsaken trail of the deer. The
flight of birds wheeled upward into the heavens, filling the air with
their complaints at having been robbed of a victim which, frightful
and disgusting as it was, still bore too much of the impression of
humanity to become the prey of their obscene appetites.

CHAPTER XIII
A pickaxe, and a spade, a spade,
For,--and a shrouding sheet:
O, a pit of clay for to be made
For such a guest is meet.
--Song in Hamlet.
"Stand back! stand off, the whole of ye!" said Esther hoarsely to the
crowd, which pressed too closely on the corpse; "I am his mother, and
my right is better than that of ye all! Who has done this? Tell me,
Ishmael, Abiram, Abner! open your mouths and your hearts, and let
God's truth and no other issue from them.


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