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Rh "Lad, the bullet was meant for you."

"It is very likely," said I, "and it's first blood to brother Michael."

"I wonder which three it was," said Fritz.

"Well, Sapt," I said. "I went out to-night for no idle purpose, as you shall hear. But there's one thing in my mind."

"What's that?" he asked.

"Why, this," I answered. "That I shall ill requite the very great honors Ruritania has done me if I depart from it leaving one of those Six alive—neither, with the help of God, will I."

And Sapt shook my hand on that.