"Host," says I, when I was come in, "a pint3 of your best burgundy or canary to wash this dust adown; and rip me if I will not have it laced with brandy."
"Why, sir," says he, "a cold bright day for horseback," and shakes his head.
"Damme, you're right," says I. "Cold i' the belly4 and hot in the groin. Here's luck to the house, man," and I tossed off the gallipot, though the brandy barely saved exceeding thin swipes that he had the impudence5 to pass for wine. "Why, goodman, ye'll make your[282] fortune on this," I said with a laugh and flung open the door to go out, when all of a sudden I came to a silence and a pause.
"'Tis the officers," says the landlord, who was at my ear. "Gadslife, 'tis the sheriff's men from Lewes."
"Lewes!" says I, slowly. "What be they here for?"
"Why," says he, in a flutter, "there was him that was taken for a tobyman by Guildford. He was tried at Lewes, and will hang."
"If he be fool enough to be taken, let him be hanged and be damned," says I, carelessly.
When I was got upon my horse I began to go at a walk down the High Street, for though, as was according to nature, I was inquisitive7 about the matter I was too wary8 to adventure ere I was sure of my ground. And this denial of unnecessary hazards, as is my custom, saved me from a mishap10; for as the procession wound along, the traps and the carriage between 'em, there was one of them that turned his head aside to give an order, and, rip me, if 'twas not that muckworm traitor11 and canter, the thief-taker Timothy Grubbe. I had an old score with Timothy, the which I had sworn to pay; but that was not the time nor the opportunity, and so I pulled in and lowered my head, lest by chance his evil eye[283] might go my way. As I did so, something struck on the mare12's rump, and, looking back, I saw a young man a-horseback that had emerged from a side street.
"Whoa, there!" says I, cheerfully, "are you so blinded by March dust as not to see a gentleman when he goes by?"
He was a slight, handsome-looking youth, of a frank face but of a rustic13 appearance, and he stammered14 out an apology.
"Why, I did but jest," I said heartily15, "think no more on't, particularly as 'twas my fault to have checked the mare of a sudden. But to say the truth I was gaping16 at the grand folks yonder."
He stared after the traps, and says he in an interested voice, "Who be they? Is it my Lord Blackdown?"
Now this comparison of that wry17-necked, pock-faced villain18 Grubbe to a person of quality tickled19 me, but I answered, keeping a straight face,—
"Well, not exactly," says I, "not my lord, but another that should stand, or hang, as high maybe, and shall some day."
"Oh," says he, gazing at me, "a friend of yours, sir?"
He was of a ruddy colour, and his mouth was habitually20 a little open, giving him an[284] expression of perpetual wonder and innocence21, so that, bless you, I knew him at once for what he was at heart—a simple fellow of a natural kindliness22, and one of no experience in the world, and a pretty dull wit.
"Not, as you might call him, a friend," said I, gravely, "but rather one that has put an affront23 upon me."
"You should wipe it out, sir," says this innocent, seriously. "I would allow no man to put an affront on me, gad6, I would not."
"Why," said I, dryly, "I bide24 my time, being, if I may say so, of less mustard and pepper than yourself. Nevertheless, it shall be wiped out to the last stain."
"Gad, I like that spirit," says he, briskly, and, as if it constituted a bond betwixt us, he began to amble25 slowly at my side. "If there is any mischief26, sir," says he, "I trust you will allow me to stand your friend."
Here was innocence indeed, yet I could have clapped him on the back for a brick of good-fellowship and friendliness27, and, relaxing my tone, I turned the talk on himself.
"You are for a journey?" says I.
He nodded, and his colour rose, but he frowned. "I am for Effingham," said he.
"So am I," said I, "at least I pass that way," which was not so, for I was for Reading,[285] and had meant to go by Guildford. Yet I was in no mind to risk an encounter with Grubbe and his lambs, who were bound for Guildford, if what the innkeeper said was true, and the way by Effingham would serve me as well as another. He looked pleased, and says he,—
"Why, we will travel in company," says he.
"With all my heart," said I.
The traps had disappeared upon the Guildford road in a mist of dust, and we jogged on comfortably till we came to cross-roads, where we turned away for Slinfold, reaching that village nearby two of the clock. Here my companion must slake28 his thirst, and I was nothing loth. He had a gentlemanly air about him for all his rustic habit, and very pleasantly, if with some awkwardness, offered me of a bottle.
"You mind me," said I, drinking to him, for I liked the fellow, "of a lad that I knew that was in the wars."
"Was you in the wars?" says he, eagerly.
I had meant the wars of the road, which indeed are as perilous29 and as venturesome as the high quarrels of ravening30 nations.
"I served in Flanders," said I.
"My father fought for his gracious Majesty31, Charles I.," says he, quickly, "and took a deep[286] wound at Marston Moor32. There was never a braver man than Squire33 Masters of Rockham."
"I'll warrant his son is his spit," said I.
He bowed, as if he were at court. "Your servant, sir," says he, smiling well-pleased, and eyed me. "You have seen much service, sir?" he asked.
"Why, as much as will serve, Mr Masters," said I.
He looked at me shyly. "You have my name now," said he, and left his question in the air.
"You may call me Ryder," said I.
"You have had your company, sir?" he went on in a hesitating voice.
"Not always as good company as this," I replied laughing.
"I knew it," said he, eagerly. "You are Captain Ryder?"
"There have been those that have put that style on me," I answered, amused at his persistence35.
"I am glad that I have met you, Captain," said this young fool, and put his arm in mine quite affectionately. "I have been unhappily kept much at home, and have seen less than I might of things beyond the hills. Not but what Sussex is a fine shire," he says with a sigh.
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"Why, it is fine if so be your home be there," I replied.
"My home is there," he said, and paused, and again the frown wrinkled up his brow.
He said no more till we were in the saddle again and had gone some half a mile, and then he spoke36, and I knew his poor brain had been playing pitch and toss with some thought.
"Captain Ryder," said he, abruptly38, "you have travelled far and seen much. You might advise one junior to you on a matter of worldly wisdom."
Sink me (thinks I), what's the boy after; but says I gravely from a mutinous39 face, "You can hang your faith on me for an opinion or a blow, Mr Masters."
"Thank you," says he, heartily, and then thrust a hand into his bosom40 and rapidly stuck at me a document. "Read that, sir," said he, impulsively41.
I opened it, and found 'twas writ42 in a woman's hand, and subscribed43 Anne Varley; and the marrow44 of it was fond affection. Why, 'twas but a common love-billet he had given me, of the which I have seen dozens and received very many—some from persons of quality that would astonish you. But what was I to do with this honest ninny and his[288] mistress? I had no nose for it, and so said I, handing him back his letter,—
"It has a sweet smack45 and 'tis pretty enough inditing46."
"Ah," says he, quickly, "'tis her nature, Captain—'tis her heart that speaks. Yet is she denied by her parents. They will have none of me."
"The more to their shame," I said.
"They aspire47 high," says he, "as Anne's beauty and virtues48 of themselves would justify49. Yet she does love me, and I her, and we are of one spirit and heart. See you how she loves me, poor thing, poor silly puss! And they would persuade her to renunciation. But she shall not—she shall not, I swear it," he cried in excitement. "She shall be free to choose whom she will."
"Spoken like a man of temper," said I, approvingly. "You will go win her forthright51."
"I am on my journey to accomplish that now," says he. "She has wrote in this letter, as you have seen, that her father dissuades52 her, and she signs her renunciation, adding sweet words of comfort that her affection will not die—no, never, never; and that she will die virgin53 for me. Say you not, sir, that this is beautiful conduct, and say, am I not[289] right to ride forth50 and seize her from her unnatural54 parents, to make her mine?"
"Young gentleman," said I, being struck by his honest sincerity55 and his bubbling over, "were you brother to me, or I to Mrs Anne, you would have my blessing56."
At that he glowed, and, his spirits having risen with this communication, he babbled57 on the road of many things cheerfully, but mostly of love and beauty, and the virtues of Mrs Anne of Effingham Manor58.
I will confess that after a time his prattle59 wearied me; 'twas too much honey, and cloyed60 my palate. If he had known as much of the sex as has fallen to my lot he would have took another stand and sung in a lower key. Well, 'twas late in the afternoon when we reached the hills beyond Ewhurst and began to climb the rugged61 way to the top. The wind had gone down with the sun in a flurry of gold in the west to which the eastern breeze had beat all day; and over the head of Pitch Hill last year's heather still blazed in its decay. When we had got to the Windmill Inn that lies packed into the side of the hill and woods there we descended62 for refreshment63, and I saw the horses stalled below for baiting. Now that house, little and quiet, perches64 in a lonely way in the pass of the hill,[290] and upon one side the ground falls so fast away that the eye carries over a precipitous descent towards the weald of Surrey and the dim hills by the sea. And this view was fading swiftly in the window under a bleak65 sky as Masters and I ate of our dinner in the upstairs room that looked upon it. He had a natural grace of mind, despite the rawness of his behaviour, and his sentiments emerged sometimes in a gush66, as when, says he, looking at the darkening weald,—
"I love it, Captain. 'Tis mine. My home is there, and, God willing, Anne's too shall be."
"Amen," said I, heartily, for the boy had gone to my heart, absurd though he was.
And just on that there was a noise without the door, the clank of heavy feet rang on the boards, and Timothy Grubbe's ugly mask disfigured the room.
He came forward a little with a grin on his distorted features, and, looking from one to the other of us, said he,—
"My respects, Captain, and to this young plover67 that no doubt you're plucking. By the Lord, Dick Ryder, but I had given you up! Heaven sends us good fortune when we're least thinking of it."
Masters at his word had started up. "Who are you, sir, that intrudes68 on two gentlemen?"[291] he demanded with spirit. "I'll have you know this is a private room. Get you gone."
"Softly, man," says Grubbe in an insinuating69 voice, "but maybe I'm wrong, and you're two of a colour. Is it an apprentice70, Dick, this brave lad that talks so bold and has such fine feathers?"
"If you do not quit," said I shortly, "I will spit your beauty for you in two ticks."
"Dick Ryder had always plenty heart," said he, in his jeering71 way; "Dick had always a famous wit, and was known as a hospitable72 host. So I will take the liberty to invite to his sociable73 board some good fellows that are below, to make merry. We shall prove an excellent company, I'll warrant."
Masters took a step towards him. "Now, who the devil soever you may be, you shall not use gentlemen so," he said, whipping out his blade.
But Grubbe turned on him satirically. "As for you, young cockchafer," said he, "it bodes74 no good to find you in this company. But as you seem simpleton enough I'll give you five minutes to take your leave of this gentleman of the road. Dick, ye're a fine tobyman, and you have enjoyed a brave career, but your hour is struck."
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I rose, but ere I could get to him young Masters had fallen on him.
"Defend yourself, damn ye!" he said, "you that insult a gentleman that is my friend. Put up your blade, curse you," and he made at him with incredible energy.
Uttering a curse, Grubbe thrust with his point and took the first onrush, swerving75 it aside; and ere I could intervene they were at it. My young friend was impetuous, and, as I saw at once, none too skilful76, and Grubbe kept his temper, as he always did. He stood with a thin, ugly smile, pushing aside his opponent's blade for a moment or two, until, of a sudden, he drew himself up and let drive very low and under the other's guard. The sword rattled77 from Masters's hand and he went down on the floor. I uttered an oath.
"By God, for this you shall die, you swine," said I, fiercely, and I ran at him; but, being by the door, he swept it open with a movement and backed into the passage.
"The boot is on t'other leg, Dick," says he, maliciously78. "'Tis you are doomed79;" and, closing the door sharply behind him, he whistled shrilly81.
I knew what he intended, and that his men were there, but I stooped over the boy's body and held my fingers to his heart. 'Twas dead[293] and still. I cursed Grubbe and started up. If I was not to be taken there was only the window looking on the deeps of the descending82 valley. I threw back the casement83 and leaped over the sill. Grubbe should perish, I swore, and, doubled now my oath. I could have wept for that poor youth that had died to avenge84 my honour. But my first business was my safety, and I crept down as far as I might, and dropped. By that time the catchpoles were crowding into the room above. I struck the slanting85 hill and fell backwards86, but getting to my feet, which were very numb87 with the concussion88 of the fall, I sped briskly into the darkness, making for the woods.
I lay in the shelter of the woods an hour, and then resolved on a circumspection89. 'Twas not my intention to leave the mare behind, if so be she had escaped Grubbe and his creatures, and moreover, I had other designs in my head. So I made my way back deviously90 to the inn, and reconnoitred. Stillness hung about it, and after a time I marched up to the door mighty cautiously and knocked on it.
The innkeeper opened it, and, the lamp burning in my face, started as if I were the devil.
"Hush91, man," said I, "is the officer gone?" He looked at me dubiously92, and[294] trembling. "Come," said I, for I knew the reputation of those parts, "I am from Shoreham Gap yonder, and I was near taken for an offence against the revenue."
"You are a smuggler93?" said he, anxiously. "They said you were a tobyman."
"They will take away any decent man's name," said I. "Come, I want my horse. You have no fancy for preventive men, I'll guess."
And this was true enough, for he had a mine of cellars under his inn and through the roadway.
"But your friend?" said he, still wavering. "Him that is dead—"
"As good a man as ever rolled a barrel," said I.
He relaxed his grip of the door. "'Tis a sore business for me this night," he complained.
"Nay," said I, "for I will rid your premises95 of myself and friend, by your leave or without it," says I.
He seemed relieved at that, and I entered. The horses were safe, as I discovered, for Grubbe must have been too full of his own prime business to make search, and getting them out, I made my preparations. I strapped96 the lad's body in the stirrups, so that he lay forward on the horse with his head[295] a-wagging but (God deliver him!) his soul at rest. And presently we were on the road, and threading the wilderness97 of the black pine-woods for the vale below towards London.
The moon was a glimmering98 arc across the Hurtwood as I came out on the back of Shere, and pulling out of the long lane that gave entry to the village, reined99 up by the White Horse. From the inn streamed a clamour of laughter, and without the doorway100, and well-nigh blocking it, was drawn101 up a carriage, with a coachman in his seat, that struck my eyes dimly in the small light. I was not for calling eyes on me with a dead man astride his horse, so I moved into the yard, thinking to drain a tankard of ale, if no better, before I took the road over the downs to Effingham. But I was scarce turned into the yard ere a light flung through the window peered on a face that changed all the notions in my skull102. 'Twas Grubbe!
Leaving the horses by I went back to the front of the inn, and says I to the coachman that waited there, as I rapped loud on the door,—
"'Tis shrewish to-night."
"Ay," says he, in a grumbling103, surly voice, "I would the country were in hell."
"Why, so 'twill be in good time," said I,[296] cheerfully; and then to the man that came, "Fetch me two quarts well laced with gin," says I, "for to keep the chill o' the night and the fear o' death out."
The coachman laughed a little stoutly104, for he knew that this was his invitation.
"Whence come you then?" said I, delivering him the pot that was fetched out.
He threw an arm out. "Lewes," said he, "under charge with a tobyman that was for chains yonder."
He nodded towards the downs and drank. I cast my eyes up and the loom105 of the hill just t'other side of the village was black and ominous106.
"Oh," says I, "he hangs there?"
"At the top of London road," says he, dipping his nose again. "There stands the gallows107, where the roads cross, and near the gate."
"Gallows Gate," said I, laughing. "Well, 'twas a merry job enough."
"Ay," says he, "but by this we might ha' been far towards London Town, whither most of us are already gone. But 'twas not his meaning. He must come back with the Lewes sheriff and drink him farewell."
"Leaving a poor likely young man such as yourself to starve of cold and an empty[297] belly here," said I. "Well, I would learn such a one manners in your place; and you shall have another tankard of dog's-nose for your pains," says I; whereat I called out the innkeeper again, but took care that he had my share of the gin in addition to his own. By that time he was garrulous108, and had lost his caution, so keeping him in talk a little, and dragging his wits along from point to point, I presently called to him,—
"Come down," said I, "and stamp your feet. 'Twill warm you without as the liquor within;" and he did as I had suggested without demur109.
"Run round to the back," says I, "and get yourself a noggin, and if so be you see a gentleman on horseback there asleep, why, 'tis only a friend of mine that is weary of his long journey. I will call you if there be occasion."
He hesitated a moment, but I set a crown on his palm and his scruples110 vanished. He limped into the darkness.
'Twas no more than two minutes later that I heard voices in the doorway, and next came Timothy Grubbe into the night, in talk with someone. At which it took me but thirty seconds to whip me into the seat and pull the coachman's cloak about me, so that I sat[298] stark111 and black in the starlight. Grubbe left the man he talked with and came forward.
"You shall drink when ye reach Cobham, Crossway," says he, looking up at me, "and mind your ways, damn ye."
And at that he made no more ado, but humming an air he lurched into the carriage. I pulled out the nags112, and turned their heads so that they were set for the north. And then I whistled low and short—a whistle I knew that the mare would heed113, and I trusted that she would bring her companion with her. Then the wheels rolled out upon the road and Timothy Grubbe and I were bound for London all alone.
As I turned up the London road that swept steeply up the downs I looked back, and behind the moon shone faintly on Calypso, and behind her on the dead man wagging awkwardly in his stirrups.
I pushed the horses up the steeps of the London road as fast as might be, but the ruts were still deep in mud, and the carriage jolted114 and rocked and swayed as we went. The wind came now with a little moaning sound from the bottom of the valley, and the naked branches creaked above my head, for that way was sunken and tangled115 with the thickets116 of nut and yew117. And presently I was forced[299] to go at a foot pace, so abrupt37 was the height. The moon struck through the trees and peered on us, and Grubbe put his head forth of the window.
"Why go you not faster, damn ye?" says he, being much in liquor.
"'Tis the hill, your honour," said I.
He glanced up and down.
"What is't comes up behind?" says he, shouting. "There is a noise of horses that pounds upon the road."
"'Tis the wind," says I, "that comes off the valley, and makes play among the branches."
He sank back in his seat, and we went forward slowly. But he was presently out again, screaming on the night.
"There is a horseman behind," says he. "What does he there?"
"'Tis a traveller, your honour," say I, "that goes, no doubt, by our road, and is bound for London."
"He shall be bound for hell," says he, and falls back again.
The horses wound up foot by foot and emerged now upon a space of better light. I looked round, and there was Grubbe, with his head through the window and his eyes cast backwards.
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"What fool is this," says he, "that rides so awkwardly, and drives a spare horse? If he ride no better I will ask him to keep me company, if he be a gentleman. Many gentlemen have rode along of me, and have rode to the gallows tree," and he chuckled118 harshly.
"Maybe he will ride with you to the Gallows Gate, sir," says I.
"Why, Crossway," says he, laughing loudly, "you have turned a wit," says he; and once more withdrew his head.
By now we were nigh to the top of the down, and I could see the faint shadow of the Triple Beam. With that I knew my journey was done, and that my work must be accomplished119. I pulled to the horses on the rise, and got down from my seat.
"Why d'ye stop, rascal120?" called Grubbe in a fury, but I was by the door now and had it open.
"Timothy Grubbe," said I, "ye're a damned rogue121 that the devil your master wants, and he shall have ye."
He stared at me in a maze122, his nostrils123 working, and then says he in a low voice,—
"So 'tis you."
"Your time has come, Timothy," said I, flinging off my cloak, and I took my sword. "Out with you, worm!"
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He said never a word, but stepped forth and looked about him. He was sobered now, as I could see from his face, which had a strange look on it.
"Ye're two rascals124 to one, Dick," says he, slowly, looking on the dead man on his horse which had come to a stop in the shadows.
"No," says I. "This gentleman will see fair play for us."
Grubbe took a step backward. "Sir," says he, addressing the dead man, but at that moment Calypso and her companion started and came into the open, and the moon shone on the face of the dead. Grubbe uttered a cry and turned on me. His teeth showed in a grin.
"No ghost shall haunt me, Dick," says he. "Rather shall another ghost keep him company;" and his wry neck moved horridly125 in the wan94 light.
I pointed126 upwards127 where the tobyman hung in chains, keeping his sheep by moonlight. "There's your destiny," said I, "there's your doom80. Now defend ye, damn ye, for I'll not prick128 an adder129 at a disadvantage."
He drew his blade, for no man could say that Timothy Grubbe, time-server, pander130, and traitor as he was, lacked courage. Suddenly[302] he sliced at me, but I put out and turned off the blow.
"If you will have it so soon," said I, "in God's name have it," and I ran upon him.
My third stroke went under his guard and took him in the midriff. He gave vent9 to an oath, cursed me in a torrent131, and struck at me weakly as he went down. He was as dead as mutton almost ere he reached the ground.
I have never been a man of the Church, nor do I lay any claim to own more religion than such as to make shift by when it comes to the end. No, nor do I deny that I have sundry132 offences on my conscience, some of which I have narrated133 in my memoirs134. But when it comes to a reckoning I will make bold to claim credit in that I rid the world he had encumbered135 of Timothy Grubbe—the foulest136 ruffian that ever I did encounter in the length of my days on the roads.
I climbed the beam and lowered the poor tobyman, and it took me but a little time to make the exchange. The one I left where he had paid quittance in the peace of this earth, and t'other a-swinging under the light of the moon on Gallows Gate.
I have said my journey was done, but that was not so. There was more for me to do,[303] which was to deliver poor Masters at his ladylove's and break the unhappy news. And so, leaving the carriage where it stood, with the patient horses, that were cropping the grass, I mounted the mare and began to go down the long span of the downs to the north. 'Twas late—near midnight—when I reached Effingham and found my way to the manor. I rapped on the door, leaving Calypso and t'other in the shadows by the house, and presently one answered to my knock. "What is it?" says she.
"'Tis a stranger," says I, "that has news of great import for Mrs Anne Varley, whom I beg you will call."
"She cannot hear you," said she, "'tis her wedding-night."
"What!" said I, in amazement137, and instantly there flowed in upon me the meaning of this. Damn all women, save one or two, thinks I. And I turned to the maid again, with my mind made up.
"Look you, wench," said I, "this is urgent. I have an instant message that presses. And if so be your mistress will bear with me a moment and hold discourse138, I'll warrant she shall not regret it—nor you," says I, with a crown piece in my palm.
She hesitated, and then, "Maybe she will[304] refuse," says she. "She hath but these few hours been wed34."
"Not she," said I, "if you will tell her that I bring good news, great news—news that will ease her spirit and send her to her bridal bed with a happy heart."
At that she seemed to consent, and with my coin in her hand she disappeared into the darkness of the house. It must have been some ten minutes later that a light flashed in the hall, and a voice called to me. "Who is it?" it asked, "and what want you at this hour?"
I looked at her. She was of a pretty face enough, rather pale of colour, and with eyes that moved restlessly and measured all things. Lord, I have known women all my life in all stations, and I would have pinned no certainty on those treacherous139 eyes. She was young too, but had an air of satisfaction in herself, and was in no wise embarrassed by this interview. I had no mercy on her, with her oaths of constancy writ in water that feigned140 to be tears, and her false pretences141.
"Madam," said I, civilly, "I hear you're wed to-day to a gentleman of standing142."
"What is that to you, sir?" she asked quickly.
"'Tis nothing, for sure," said I, "but to a[305] friend of mine that I value deeply 'tis much."
"You speak of Mr Masters," said she, sharply, and with discomposure. "Sure, if he be a gentleman he will not trouble me when he knows."
"Anne!" cried a voice from the top of the stairs, "Anne!"
'Twas her bridegroom calling. Well, she should go to him in what mood she might when I had done with her.
"He will never know," says I, "unless he have it from yourself."
"Anne!" says the voice above the stairs.
"He shall not—I will not," she cried angrily. "I will not be persecuted143, 'twas all a mistake."
I whistled, and Calypso emerged from the night, and behind Calypso was the horse with its burden.
An anxious look dawned in her face. "I am insulted—" says she, and paused quickly. "Edward!" she called, and put a hand to her bosom.
"Anne, my dove!" cried the voice, "where are you? Come, child, 'tis late."
The horses came to a stop before the door, with the body in the saddle, bound to the crupper.
"What is it?" she cried in alarm, and[306] suddenly she shrieked144 out, clutching at the door-post. "It is an omen—my wedding-night."
"Ay," says I, "which be your bridegroom, he that calls out or he that is silent? Call on him and he hears not."
Peal145 after peal went up now from her, and the house was awake with alarm. I turned away, leaving her on the door-step, and mounted the mare. As I cantered off into the night I cast a glance behind me, and a group was gathered at the door, and in that group lay Mrs Anne fallen in a swoon, with the sleeping figure on the horse before her.
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