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"Who?" I cried. "What! You don't mean to say--was that Lieutenant Ferry?"

"Oh, I don't doubt you have; though I didn't know but it might be Charlie Toliver or something."

"My mother! Do you know my mother?"

Glad was I then to be on a true cavalryman's horse that answered the closing of my left leg and moved steadily around till I could see down the bridge. Oliver, after a step or two, stopped. "Turn!" I yelled, and swelled. "One, two,--"

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