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1"Dressed like you, you know, only with a hat," I explained, trembling; "and--and"--I was very anxious to put this
2delicately--"and with--the same reason for wanting to borrow a file. Didn't you hear the cannon last night?" "Then there
3was firing!" he said to himself. "I wonder you shouldn't have been sure of that," I returned, "for we heard it up at
4home, and that's farther away, and we were shut in besides." "Why, see now!" said he. "When a man's alone on these
5flats, with a light head and a light stomach, perishing of cold and want, he hears nothin' all night, but guns firing,
6and voices calling. Hears? He sees the soldiers, with their red coats lighted up by the torches carried afore, closing
7in round him. Hears his number called, hears himself challenged, hears the rattle of the muskets, hears the orders 'Make
8ready! Present! Cover him steady, men!' and is laid hands on--and there's nothin'! Why, if I see one pursuing party last
9night--coming up in order, Damn 'em, with their tramp, tramp--I see a hundred. And as to firing! Why, I see the mist
10shake with the cannon, arter it was broad day,--But this man"; he had said all the rest, as if he had forgotten my being
11there; "did you notice anything in him?" "He had a badly bruised face," said I, recalling what I hardly knew I knew.
12"Not here?" exclaimed the man, striking his left cheek mercilessly, with the flat of his hand. "Yes, there!" "Where is
13he?" He crammed what little food was left, into the breast of his grey jacket. "Show me the way he went. I'll pull him
14down, like a bloodhound. Curse this iron on my sore leg! Give us hold of the file, boy." I indicated in what direction
15the mist had shrouded the other man, and he looked up at it for an instant. But he was down on the rank wet grass,
16filing at his iron like a madman, and not minding me or minding his own leg, which had an old chafe upon it and was
17bloody, but which he handled as roughly as if it had no more feeling in it than the file. I was very much afraid of him
18again, now that he had worked himself into this fierce hurry, and I was likewise very much afraid of keeping away from
19home any longer. I told him I must go, but he took no notice, so I thought the best thing I could do was to slip off.
20The last I saw of him, his head was bent over his knee and he was working hard at his fetter, muttering impatient
21imprecations at it and at his leg. The last I heard of him, I stopped in the mist to listen, and the file was still
22going.
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