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"I saw that horse standing in the middle of the arena every time my mind was off guard! " said Catalina. "I woke up suddenly in the night with the hideous vision painted on the dark. I thought it was a judgment on me for going-that I should be haunted by it for the rest of my life. I believe it was Velasquez that banished it, but now I see it only at intervals."
"Perhaps," said Over, "we were wiser in going back. Our savagery was glutted and the imagination blunted. I was never so bored in my life as at the end of two hours of it, and I haven't thought of it since."