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"Are you not a New Orleans boy?" she asked as I lifted my képi and drew rein.

"Oh, I wish I had noticed him!"

"Hold your tongue!" I barked my wrath like a frightened puppy, drawing back a stride and laying my eye closer along the pistol. "If you call me your son again I'll send you to your fathers."

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I found but one white figure under the dim veranda eaves. "Miss Camille?"

"Don't move." My tone was affectionate. "Don't holla, or I'll give you to the crows. Back. Back off this bridge--quick! or I'll--" I pushed the pistol nearer; the danger was no less to him because I was thoroughly frightened. He backed; but he glared a devilish elation, for behind me beat the hoofs of both his horsemen. I had to change my tactics.

"How, then, did she know?"

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