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done it. And maybe he thinks about that feller now, and wonders if he t

ring reflections, which examined, like slim, red fingers, the dingy, scarred walls an

ns. The rifles, stacked in the shadows, emitted flashes of steely light. Wherever a flag lay hori

al spirits. They moved whispering around the blaze, although they looked at

m save in tones suddenly changed. They did not regar

of light. He studied for a time the man who sat apart. Then

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sed a curious despair; his tongue was plainly in rebellion. Finally, however, he contrived to say: "Well, th

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feet again, and looked

he said: "Well, there's

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his example, now approached the still figure. "No ne

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recollect? Well, sir, I was surprised. He couldn't say enough about it. I swan, I don't believe he slep' a wink aft

a stone had wedged in his thro

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