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The Red Mist
"Have you counted the fellows out there?" I asked.
"'Bout fifty near as I kin make out; they're movin' 'round some, an' the light is damned bad."
"Then the main body is still in front, and that is where the fight will likely begin. Pass the word no firing until you get the order."
I stepped back, whispering a word to Noreen as I passed, and took place beside the pulpit, where I could see and hear something of what was about to transpire.
