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At a wild torrent which swept out of a ravine they called a halt and watered their horses, while they partook of a hasty breakfast.
"What would ye think of offering up prayer?" the man asked diffidently.
It came slowly along the passage, and there was a feeble tap at the door.
So startling would his results appear to the uninitiated that until they learned the processes by which he had arrived at them they might well consider him as a necromancer.
