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CHAPTER XXXII
CONCLUSION

"He deserved it," said Robert thoughtfully, his spirits being deeply depressed by the horrible sight he had seen.

"Yes, he did, and more," responded Joseph promptly. "If he's the only one with a word for Burgoyne, we may still be able to win. But things are in bad shape up north, I hear. It's now or never with us."

"What do you mean?"

"Nothing, except that the reports are that the redcoats up there are in a trap; and if Clinton does n't get through pretty soon, it 'll be all up with them."

"Somebody else may have carried word to him of what Sir Henry is doing and planning to do," suggested Robert somewhat gloomily. His own physical condition was not such as to warrant him in taking a very bright outlook.

"Never give up till you have to!" retorted Joseph. "That's my motto. At all events, the world is rid of Russell and a few other villains like him."