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Rh his breast streaming with blood, sank, face downward, lifeless to the ground.

"When the sergeant approached the body to fire the 'shot of mercy' into the ear, the cigarette that Juan was holding in his fingers was still emitting a little thread of blue smoke—Zucarraga's cigarette! And that smoke outlived Zucarraga the hero, and Araquil the murderer."