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There was no halting him, yet even as he continued to pour forth fervent supplication, the warriors drew back fro soleether Then the old war-chief advanced to the centre, pointing maliciously toward De Noyan and esture of apparent carelessness, and before I could clearly conjecture the fullhands clutched us, and, in spite of struggles, ere dragged roughly back toward the shrouded entrance of the lodge There was no shouting, no din of any kind to disturb the devotions of the Puritan, who prayed on with closed eyes and a vigor of utterancemock of all other sound Silently as they e faces closing about us, that ere being driven forth to no scene of pleasure Harshly did their gripping hands hustle us forward The heavyaside, and like the unexpected flight of an arrow, into the black gloo up the wild faces, streahest summit of the yellow cliff there already rested the first rosy reflection of the rising sun One shout rang discordant from the surprised throats of our captors; the brutal hands released their grasp, and De Noyan and round