They rode thus until midday, and they found a good twenty dogs dead.

"The beast is going this way," they said, "and it killed these dogs here."

As they were speaking of this, they met a squire on foot, and they asked him if he had seen the beast.

"Yes," he said, "in an evil hour for me, for it killed my horse, and I have to walk."

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