The Colossus - A Novel by Opie Read
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"Look out, now. That sort of talk knocks me; but say, don't be away any longer than you can help." "I won't!" He rode a short distance, turned in his saddle, waved his hand and cried: "God bless you, my boy." CHAPTER III. ALL WAS DARKNESS. Delays and difficulties of traveling, together with his own determination to do the work thoroughly, prolonged DeGolyer's absence. Nearly three months had passed. Evening was come, and from a distant hill-top the returning traveler saw the steeple of Ulmata's church--a black mark on the fading blush of lingering twilight. A chilly darkness crept out of the valley. Hungry dogs barked in the dreary village. DeGolyer could see but a single light. It burned in the priest's house--a dark age, and as of yore, with all the light held by the church. The weary man liberated his mule on a common, where its former companions were grazing, and sought the house of his friends. The house was dark and the doors were fastened. He knocked, and a startling echo, an audible darkness, came from the valley. He knocked again, and a voice cried from the street: "Who's that?" |
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