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"Good-evening," replied the nearer man. "How far is it to camp--Austin's?"

Her eyes flashed round upon me like stars themselves. "Not--Venus?" she whispered, snatched in her breath, bit her lip, and half averting her face, shot me through with both "twinklers" at once. Then she took a long look at the planets and suddenly exclaimed with a scandalized air--

"'The beating of our own hearts

"--With General Austin," I continued, "--and with Lieutenant Ferry?"

"You have no carbine," said my commander. "And you have but one revolver; here is another."

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