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I thought it was a mirror at the first, for it was so very like myself. “I never wanted to kick any one so much in my life as that second fellow. ‘You little fool! I’m a trained soldier with ten years experience at my back. ” He said happily. The fire—if there was any in him—never made headway against this insistant demand to know the significance of these manifold inward agitations. He was scarcely concealed when he heard the horsemen, who perceived they had overshot their mark, ride back. I was—I was a corespondent. “I was born there. With great difficulty, Wood forced a path through the ruins.
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