Sowerbutt's Hunt

Longhurst had spotted the two cyclists when they were about half-a-mile away, coming out of the forest. One had a long bag on his back; what else but a rifle. They were foreigners, as the locals called everyone from outside the Brecklands. Hunters, not cyclists or twitchers.
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