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“Avaunt, ye dead woman—who comes in the d-darkness—who enters stealthily, with—with nose behind, f-face turned backwards.”

“Avaunt, ye dead man,” he whispered hastily, “who comes in the darkness, who enters stealthily, with nose behind, face turned backwards.”

“Avaunt...” the young man mutters.

“Shahou, ahahou! Avaunt, sire, avaunt!”

“Did anybody see which way he went? What an exciting day, what? Sa sa cy avaunt, cy sa avaunt, sa cy avaunt!”