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‘ I’m afraid, Mungo, that that’s a bad omen.’
Mungo smiled at him over his shoulder, the last
look on his face Scott minded : ‘ Freits follow those
that look to them,’ he said.
Then he waved his hand, struck spurs into his
horse, and cantered away. Scott never saw him
again.
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