In "The White Goddess," Robert Graves says that the appearance of the roebuck in a story is a clue to students of the grammar of poetic myth that a mystery is hidden in the tale.  He points out that many an otherworldly adventure starts with the pursuit of this elusive beast whose name means "Hide the Secret," so it is entirely appropriate that Morgan sees the creature leap from the road and disappear into the thicket, just before he encounters the Three Furies.  Of course, in his head, the two incidents are only related in that looking for the Roebuck, he almost runs the Furies down!

The Furies, three haughty, beautiful women in sexy "armor" designed more to provoke than to protect, immediately capture Morgan's attention.  They do not introduce themselves, but start right in on Morgan.  "What brings you here?" the First Fury asks.  Morgan's reply is less than candid.  Morgan is defensive, made so by his desire to remain incognito.  "You want the truth?" he asks, stalling for time.  The Second Fury alerts her sister goddesses to his dissembling nature.  "That is slyly spoken," she says and the Third Fury agrees.  "Like a deceiver spoken," she says, intimating that Morgan is probably a liar and certainly not to be trusted.  The First Fury puts it boldly to him, "Intended, perhaps, to mislead?"

Morgan is a bit taken aback.  He's not used to "attitude," especially from pretty girls.  Can it be that in this backwater they don't know who he is?  Judging by their clothes, or lack of them, they're probably Goths, or maybe even a punk girl group, just trying to give him a hard time.  "Mislead?" he asks.  "I find truth serves me well enough."  He knows who he is.  He's the genuine article.  As for them, they look good, but can they play?

The Second Fury hurls his words back at him.  "Truth serves not," she says.  The Third Fury concurs, saying "It is its own unbending master."  The Third Fury's pronouncement ends the interview.  "The Tomb of Every Hope," she says and the Three Furies continue on their way, dismissing Morgan completely. 

They don't even bother to glance back at him.  His cheeks turn crimson and he slides down into his seat, ready to roar away in a squeal of burning rubber.  He takes one last glance at the Furies in his rearview mirror, guns the engine, and the shock of running into the ditch wakes him up!

If the purpose of these guardians of the threshold is to prevent the access of unworthy adventurers to the otherworld and its treasures, it would seem the Furies are unready to admit Morgan to their world just yet.