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READING #5
Ichabod's hair rose upon xx1xx
head with terror. What was to be done? It was now too late to turn and
run; and besides, what chance was there of escaping a ghost or goblin,
if such it was, which could ride upon the wings of the wind? Summoning
up all of his courage, he said in a stammering voice, "Who are you?" He
received xx2xx reply. He repeated his demand
in a still more agitated voice. Still there was no answer. Once more he
xx3xx the sides of his horse, and, shutting
his eyes, broke into a religious song. Just then the shadowy object put
itself in motion, and with a scramble and a bound stood at once in the
middle of the road. Though the xx4xx was dark
and dismal, yet the form of the unknown might now in some degree be ascertained.
He appeared to be a large horseman mounted on a powerful black horse. He
made no gesture of threat or greeting. Ichabod, who had no liking for this
strange midnight companion now quickened his horse in hopes of xx5xx
him behind. The stranger, xx6xx, quickened
his horse to an equal pace. Ichabod pulled up, and fell into a walk, thinking
to lag behind, but the other did the same. His heart began to sink within
him; he tried to resume his song, but his dry tongue stuck to the roof
of his mouth, and he could not utter a sound. There was something in the
silence of his xx7xx that was mysterious and
disturbing. It was soon fearfully accounted for. On mounting a rising ground,
which brought the figure of his fellow-traveler in relief against the sky,
gigantic in height, and muffled in a cloak, Ichabod was horror-struck on
xx8xx that he was headless! but his xx9xx
increased on observing that the xx10xx, which
should have rested on his shoulders, was carried before him on the pommel
of his saddle!
Adapted from The Legend of Sleepy Hollow by Washington Irving
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