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Westward Ho!

CHAPTER V
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To the left it trended down towards a lower range of moors, which form the watershed of the heads of Torridge; and thither the two young men peered down over the expanse of bog and furze, which glittered for miles beneath the moon, one sheet of frosted silver, in the heavy autumn dew.
"If any of Eustace's party are trying to get home from Freshwater, they might save a couple of miles by coming across Welsford, instead of going by the main track, as we have done." So said Amyas, who though (luckily for him) no "genius," was cunning as a fox in all matters of tactic and practic, and would have in these days proved his right to be considered an intellectual person by being a thorough man of business.
"If any of his party are mad, they'll try it, and be stogged till the day of judgment.

There are bogs in the bottom twenty feet deep.

Plague on the fellow, whoever he is, he has dodged us! Look there!" It was too true.

The unknown horseman had evidently dismounted below, and led his horse up on the other side of a long furze-dike; till coming to the point where it turned away again from his intended course, he appeared against the sky, in the act of leading his nag over a gap.
"Ride like the wind!" and both youths galloped across furze and heather at him; but ere they were within a hundred yards of him, he had leapt again on his horse, and was away far ahead.
"There is the dor to us, with a vengeance," cried Cary, putting in the spurs.
"It is but a lad; we shall never catch him." "I'll try, though; and do you lumber after as you can, old heavysides;" and Cary pushed forward.
Amyas lost sight of him for ten minutes, and then came up with him dismounted, and feeling disconsolately at his horse's knees.
"Look for my head.

It lies somewhere about among the furze there; and oh! I am as full of needles as ever was a pin-cushion." "Are his knees broken ?" "I daren't look.


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