The moon has gone behind a cloud, the road is almost wrapped in complete gloom, when a voice, coming from apparently nowhere, startles them, and brings them back from visions of impossible bliss to the present very possible world.,
"Go back once more," said the young man, "and tell Three Bulls to send me that young woman.",
"Is it? I always heard it was rather a jolly sort of little place, once you got into it—well.".
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