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"
How
do
you
mean
,
I
too
?
Isn
’
t
it
natural
,
after
what
I
saw
?
"
"
What
did
you
see
?
"
"
I
saw
,
as
clearly
as
I
now
see
you
,
a
black
shadow
riding
a
white
horse
that
was
as
like
Cesar
as
two
peas
!
"
"
And
did
you
run
after
them
?
"
"
I
did
and
I
shouted
,
but
they
were
too
fast
for
me
and
disappeared
in
the
darkness
of
the
underground
gallery
.
"
M
.
Richard
rose
.
"
That
will
do
,
M
.
Lachenel
.
You
can
go
.
.
.
We
will
lodge
a
complaint
against
THE
GHOST
.
"
"
And
sack
my
stable
?
"
"
Oh
,
of
course
!
Good
morning
.
"
M
.
Lachenel
bowed
and
withdrew
.
Richard
foamed
at
the
mouth
.
"
Settle
that
idiot
’
s
account
at
once
,
please
.
