They were only passers-by. The latter were saved; but of the former nothing but the blackened stone walls were found standing on the morrow. In his muscular pudgy hand was a photograph, frayed at the corners, soiled from the contact of many hands: the portrait of a youth of eighteen. 1 through 1.
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