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of him abolt of his arms and hurrying him along. He was quiet, and looked uneasy; and he warn't hanging back any, but was doing some of the hurrying himself. Somebody sings out—
"Boggs!"
I looked over there to see who said it, and it was that
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Colonel Sberburn. He was standing perfectly still in the street, and had a pistol raised in his right land—not aiming it, but holding it out with the barrel tilted up towards the sky. The same second I see a young girl coming on the run, and two men
