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"
Colonel
Freeleigh
?
"
said
Douglas
softly
.
There
was
something
in
his
silence
that
made
them
all
shut
up
their
mouths
.
They
approached
,
almost
on
tiptoe
.
Douglas
,
bent
down
,
disengaged
the
phone
from
the
old
man
’
s
now
quite
cold
fingers
.
Douglas
lifted
the
receiver
to
his
own
ear
,
listened
.
Above
the
static
he
heard
a
strange
,
a
far
,
a
final
sound
.
Two
thousand
miles
away
,
the
closing
of
a
window
.
"
Boom
!
!
"
said
Tom
.
"
Boom
.
Boom
.
Boom
.
"
He
sat
on
the
Civil
War
cannon
in
the
courthouse
square
.
Douglas
,
in
front
of
the
cannon
,
clutched
his
heart
and
fell
down
on
the
grass
.
But
he
did
not
get
up
;
he
just
lay
there
,
his
face
thoughtful
.
"
You
look
like
you
’
re
going
to
get
out
the
old
pencil
any
second
now
,
"
said
Tom
.
"
Let
me
think
!
"
said
Douglas
,
looking
at
the
cannon
.
He
rolled
over
and
gazed
at
the
sky
and
the
trees
above
him
.
"
Tom
,
it
just
hit
me
.
"
"
What
?
"
