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Updated: May 21, 2025
And now, as she stood listening to the galloping hoofs, she had an odd feeling that Jean of Kerdual was threatening once more to render her powerless, but that this time he would not prevail: for that something was coming along the road, nearer nearer with every gallop, to free her from him for ever.
Annette always avoided Jean of Kerdual, if it was possible to do so, and would never let his shadow fall upon her. She felt that the solemn, world-old stone was in some way hostile to her, and attributed her dumbness to its influence. She often wished that she and her father did not live so near the stone. It had come to be like a nightmare to her.
A few yards further on lay the senseless form of the Breton horseman, and it was clear to Annette that Jean of Kerdual had purposely stayed the rider by throwing the shadow across the road to startle his horse. But a new exhilaration had taken possession of Annette's whole body and mind. She feared the menhir no longer: its power over her was gone.
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