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"
Looked
?
When
?
"
"
Just
now
.
"
"
Where
?
"
"
Yonder
,
"
said
I
,
pointing
;
"
over
there
,
where
I
found
him
nodding
asleep
,
and
thought
it
was
you
.
"
He
held
me
by
the
collar
and
stared
at
me
so
,
that
I
began
to
think
his
first
idea
about
cutting
my
throat
had
revived
.
"
Dressed
like
you
,
you
know
,
only
with
a
hat
,
"
I
explained
,
trembling
;
"
and
—
and
"
—
I
was
very
anxious
to
put
this
delicately
—
"
and
with
—
the
same
reason
for
wanting
to
borrow
a
file
.
Didn
’
t
you
hear
the
cannon
last
night
?
"
"
Then
there
was
firing
!
"
he
said
to
himself
.
"
I
wonder
you
shouldn
’
t
have
been
sure
of
that
,
"
I
returned
,
"
for
we
heard
it
up
at
home
,
and
that
’
s
farther
away
,
and
we
were
shut
in
besides
.
"
"
Why
,
see
now
!
"
said
he
.
"
When
a
man
’
s
alone
on
these
flats
,
with
a
light
head
and
a
light
stomach
,
perishing
of
cold
and
want
,
he
hears
nothin
’
all
night
,
but
guns
firing
,
and
voices
calling
.
Hears
?
He
sees
the
soldiers
,
with
their
red
coats
lighted
up
by
the
torches
carried
afore
,
closing
in
round
him
.
Hears
his
number
called
,
hears
himself
challenged
,
hears
the
rattle
of
the
muskets
,
hears
the
orders
‘
Make
ready
!
Present
!
Cover
him
steady
,
men
!
’
and
is
laid
hands
on
—
and
there
’
s
nothin
’
!
Why
,
if
I
see
one
pursuing
party
last
night
—
coming
up
in
order
,
Damn
’
em
,
with
their
tramp
,
tramp
—
I
see
a
hundred
.
And
as
to
firing
!
Why
,
I
see
the
mist
shake
with
the
cannon
,
arter
it
was
broad
day
—
But
this
man
"
;
he
had
said
all
the
rest
,
as
if
he
had
forgotten
my
being
there
;
"
did
you
notice
anything
in
him
?
"
"
He
had
a
badly
bruised
face
,
"
said
I
,
recalling
what
I
hardly
knew
I
knew
.
