My Lady of the North by Randall Parrish
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name?"
"Ebers, an experienced German soldier." "I should have suspected his nationality. Let him have command of four more, and cover the west windows. I shall defend the front myself, as I have been doing." "Very well," I answered shortly, for his eyes had remained fixed upon me all the time he was talking. "Take the positions assigned you, lads, and do not permit a man from without to put foot on the veranda. If they once succeed in getting under cover of the porch roof, they will give us plenty of trouble." "They have remained remarkably quiet since you came in," interposed the Major. "Even my men seem to see nothing to shoot at." "Probably they haven't recovered as yet from our little surprise party," I said, with a smile of remembrance. "We left a mule out there who will entertain them for some time, unless they adopt heroic measures." The position for defence assigned to my care took me into the dining- room of the mansion,--a spacious, almost square apartment, containing three large windows reaching nearly to the floor. The outside blinds had been closed, but the glass in the panes was mostly broken, and there were other evidences that the firing had been both heavy and continuous. I found two soldiers of Brennan's party within, both lying upon the floor, and peering cautiously through the apertures of the blinds. They glanced up at us with undisguised amazement. |
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