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As the shades of evening had drawn down two figures that had been lurking all day in the fastnesses of Lone Valley over beyond the state Highway, stole forth and crept stealthily under cover to Stark Mountain.
A long time they lingered in the edge of the woods till the dark was velvet black around them, before the moon arose. Then slowly, cautio