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220 quickly forward, and with his eyes now accustomed to the dimness of the room, he was enabled to see a form huddled in a bunk, covered with a single blanket. Bending low, he looked upon the man’s face, and as he did so, he gave a start of surprise, and straightened himself quickly up. It was Bill, the Slugger!