about three hundred yards astern of the vessel, and rounding the
shoulder of a hill, lay down among the grass in the sudden pitchy
darkness behind it, till my eyes had a little recovered from the effects
of the excessive light, and I was able to see my way into the country. I
was between two steep hills; that behind me was lurid in the dim
reflection of the sky, but a ruddier haze than ever the sunset had
thrown over it, glowed across the track of air above, and bore a crown
of fire to the top of the higher hill opposite, on which every stock and
stone showed like iron at a forging heat. Through this red region I had
to pass to reach the inland. Pursuing a horse-track that led over it, I
gained the limits of darkness again, without once turning to look at
the scene behind--I had beheld enough. Suddenly I heard the sound of
hoofs in the valley beyond, and turning, beheld a riderless horse toss
up his mane like a fiery crest over the illuminated mountain, then
plunge into the darkness between. I laid hold of the reins as he rushed
past me, determined to use the opportunity of escape; and having checked
him with some difficulty, threw myself into the saddle and gave him
head. He bore me down the open hill like the wind; but when I got among
the precipices below, through which the road was intricately carried, I
was reluctantly obliged to draw up a little for fear of accidents. I was
unwilling to do this, as well from the desire of making my escape to as
great a distance as possible from the explosion, as from the conviction,
growing every moment stronger, that I heard some one on horseback in
pursuit. Now, I had no doubt that the animal I rode had thrown another
rider immediately before being caught by me; and I thought it most
probable, that whoever was now pursuing, had been in company with him
when his horse had first run off. Be that as it might, I had had enough
of Forrest-Race and its inhabitants, to make me determined, if I must be
overtaken, to conceal myself by the road-side, and let my pursuer look
after the runaway at his leisure. However, I tried to make the most of
my chances in the mean time, and pushed on as rapidly as prudence would
allow; but in ten minutes more, I found I had no prospect of escape; I
heard the clatter of the horse, and once or twice the cries of the rider
behind, and was just preparing to dismount, and looking back to try what
I could see, when there shot up a column of fire, a hundred feet and
more over the top of the highest mountain, and hill and valley, road,
rock, and river, leaped out into astonishing splendour before me. Every
object, for three or four seconds, was apparent in steady and intense
light. I saw the perilous road down which I had come, and wondered how
my horse had kept his footing at all; but my wonder was considerably
greater when, about half a furlong behind, I saw my pursuer, as plainly
as I ever saw my own mother, to be a woman--dressed, at least, in a
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