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UNTIL THE DAY BREAK.
Until the day break, and the shadows flee away.
It was not at first that Ralph was a prey to sentiments of horror.

His physical energy dominated all emotion, and left no room for terrible imaginings--no room for a full realization of what had occurred.

That which appeared to paralyze the others--that which by its ghastly reality appeared to fix them to the earth with the rigidity of stone--endowed him with a power that seemed all but superhuman, and inspired him with an impulse that leapt to its fulfilment.
Mounted on the young horse, he galloped after the mare along the long range of the pikes, in and out of their deep cavernous alcoves, up and down their hillocks and hollows, over bowlders, over streams, across ghylls, through sinking sloughs and with a drizzling rain overhead.

At one moment he caught sight of the mare and her burden as they passed swiftly over a protruding headland which was capped from his point of view by nothing but the mist and the sky.