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3295

They stretched and strained in the darkness, and the hours crawled by like years

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Till, now, on the stroke of midnight,

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3297

Cold, on the stroke of midnight,

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3298

The tip of one finger touched it! The trigger at least was hers!

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3299

The tip of one finger touched it. She strove no more for the rest.

-“BB”-

3170

3300

Up, she stood up to attention, with the muzzle beneath her breast.

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3301

She would not risk their hearing; she would not strive again;

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3302

For the road lay bare in the moonlight;

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3303

Blank and bare in the moonlight;

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3304

And the blood of her veins, in the moonlight, throbbed to her love’s refrain.

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3305

Tlot-tlot; tlot-tlot! Had they heard it? The horsehoofs ringing clear;

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3306

Tlot-tlot; tlot-tlot, in the distance? Were they deaf that they did not hear?

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3307

Down the ribbon of moonlight, over the brow of the hill,

-“BB”-

3178

3308

The highwayman came riding—

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3309

Riding—riding—

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3310

The red coats looked to their priming! She stood up, straight and still.

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Tlot-tlot, in the frosty silence! Tlot-tlot, in the echoing night!

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3312

Nearer he came and nearer,
Her face was like a light…

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Her eyes grew wide for a moment; she drew one last deep breath,

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Then her finger moved in the moonlight,

-“BB”-