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preacher the timid, shrinking nephew of Baron Berlaymont, the captain of the guard shouted, “Ye fools! Will you let both the prisoner and his liberator escape? Shoot him down like a dog, boy though he is!”
The men hesitated to obey this command. Then one of them said, “It is Baron Berlaymont’s nephew. I dare not shoot the lad.”
“Is that so?” said the captain. “Hold, men! I retract my order! Hold, for Jesus’ sake! We will have the matter investigated. There must be some mistake.”
But this last command came too late. A shot rang out on the startled air, and Huge Berlaymont sank lifeless to the ground.
Truly was it said, “Greater love hath no man than this: that a man lay down his life for his friend.”
