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 A bullet had struck the edge of the daguerreo-type case.

"She … tried … to save me … again," murmured the dying man with a faint smile.

He looked at the face of his sweetheart. It smiled an eager invitation to him. A strange radiance lit his eyes.

Then his head fell back. He had gone to join his Lady-Bird.