Spurlock began to munch his water-chestnuts. The knight and his followers crossed the threshold, leaving one of the torch-bearers behind them. A swift frown brought the still dark brows together for a moment. Old farmhouses loomed as they whizzed by, left behind in the gray like mourners. " "How do you manage that, Mr.
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