Where to? Sir Francis asked, with a grim smile. The stonesthat still marked the Lodge within which he had taken his vows formed aghostly circle in the glow of the waning moon. He felt atug at the sleeve of his jerkin as the sword point split the leather,and fell back. He leaped to therear of the carriage and seized one of the jewelled scimitars.
Aboli drove the carriage through the castle gates, the usual stir ofactivity heralded its Arrival. Hal fired, and heard the detonation of the other muskets on either sideof him blend with the concussion of his own weapon. The sun had already reddened his shaven pate and his horse waslathered. He turned to one of the priests who followed him and took from him theheavy gold chain he carried.
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