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ONE:"Judge-Advocate," said Maj. Truax, "when the General approves this finding, and you communicate it to prisoner, whisper in his ear that if he ever strains us this way again I'll take it upon myself to break his fool neck. Let him look a little out.""What's the matter with him?" he asked Shorty, indicating the rebel. TWO:
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ONE: TWO:"Corps badgeswhat's them?" asked Si.
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ONE:TRIED TO RETURN THE HORSE TO HIS OWNER. TWO:"But we haint seen no guerrillas yit," said Harry Joslyn and Gid Mackall, whose minds seemed more fascinated with that species of an enemy than any other, and they apparently voiced the minds of the rest. "When're we likely to see some guerrillas?"He had broken up the crackers into a tin-cup of water which sat by his side, while he was frying out pieces of fat pork in a half-canteen.
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ONE:The Lieutenant's face had undergone a remarkable change, and as he sank back in his seat, he said in a forced voice: TWO:
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ONE:There was a frantic scrambling for clothing, which it was impossible for them to find in the pitchy darkness. There were exclamations of boyish ill-temper at their failure. They thought the enemy were right upon them, and every instant was vital. Monty Scruggs and Alf Russell could not wait to dress, but rushed for their guns the first thing, and buckled on their cartridge-boxes. TWO:Lieut.-Col. Billings's eye lighted on Shorty, with an expression of having seen him somewhere.
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