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of the Council attempting to recapture him.
For a moment he did not understand this. The street was hidden,
incontinently someone, coming, it may be, in a transver
a great shouting across the ways, an answering tumult from the ways.
a hundred and fifty years. He heard bullets whacking over his head, felt
was exposed. A third glare came close on its predecessors. With it came
gallery. "Before the next light!" he cried. His haste was contagious.
crowded and bawling and firing at him.
gallery. "Before the next light!" he cried. His haste was contagious.
Graham's instinct of self-preservation overcame the paralysis of his
incontinently someone, coming, it may be, in a transver
The red-coats below, he saw, had now almost gained the central passage.
a hundred and fifty years. He heard bullets whacking over his head, felt
that the whole opposite facade, an unmasked ambuscade of red police, was
facade opposite was densely stippled with red. All these wonderful
the fear of death. He ran, stumbling because of the uncertainty of the
Something struck the wall above his head. He looked up at the impact and
The red-coats below, he saw, had now almost gained the central passage.
leapt the writhing body.
a hundred and fifty years. He heard bullets whacking over his head, felt
the fear of death. He ran, stumbling because of the uncertainty of the
The red-coats below, he saw, had now almost gained the central passage.
Lincoln had gripped Graham by the arm, was lugging him along the
the fear of death. He ran, stumbling because of the uncertainty of the
In another second he had plunged, unhurt, into a black passage, and
facade opposite was densely stippled with red. All these wonderful
Haste was his one desire, to escape this perilous gallery upon which he
Graham's instinct of self-preservation overcame the paralysis of his
Lincoln had gripped Graham by the arm, was lugging him along the