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"
No
,
he
's
coming
this
way
!
See
!
He
's
making
straight
for
the
Fort
!
"
The
latest
assertion
seems
the
truer
;
but
only
for
an
instant
.
As
if
to
contradict
it
,
the
strange
equestrian
makes
a
sudden
pause
upon
the
prairie
,
and
stands
eyeing
the
crowd
gathered
around
the
tree
Then
,
apparently
not
liking
the
looks
of
what
is
before
him
,
the
horse
gives
utterance
to
his
dislike
with
a
loud
snort
,
followed
by
a
still
louder
neighing
.
The
intense
interest
excited
by
the
confession
of
the
accused
is
for
the
time
eclipsed
.
There
is
a
universal
impression
that
,
in
the
spectral
form
thus
opportunely
presenting
itself
,
will
be
found
the
explanation
of
all
that
has
occurred
.
Three-fourths
of
the
spectators
forsake
the
spot
,
and
rush
towards
their
horses
.
Even
the
jurymen
are
not
exempt
from
taking
part
in
the
general
débandade
,
and
at
least
six
out
of
the
twelve
go
scattering
off
to
join
in
the
chase
of
the
Headless
Horseman
.
The
latter
has
paused
only
for
an
instant
--
just
long
enough
to
scan
the
crowd
of
men
and
horses
now
moving
towards
him
.
Then
repeating
his
wild
"
whigher
,
"
he
wheels
round
,
and
goes
off
at
full
speed
--
followed
by
a
thick
clump
of
shouting
pursuers
!
The
chase
leads
straight
across
the
prairie
--
towards
the
tract
of
chapparal
,
ten
miles
distant
.
Before
reaching
it
,
the
ruck
of
riders
becomes
thinned
to
a
straggling
line
--
one
after
another
falling
off
,
--
as
their
horses
become
blown
by
the
long
sweltering
gallop
.
But
few
get
within
sight
of
the
thicket
;
and
only
two
enter
it
,
in
anything
like
close
proximity
to
the
escaping
horseman
;
who
,
without
making
halt
,
plunges
into
the
timber
.
