Bram, Bram Johnson.

Philip called out bram's name. Bram heard them, but he did not stop. The laugh came back again. It was weird and chuckling as though bram was laughing at him in the starlight. He felt all at once that he had been a very great fool. By firing after his man, philip had too clearly disclosed his identity and his business. Before the night was over, bram would return, and with him would come the wolves. With a shudder, Philip thought of corporal lee as he turned back through the scrub to the big rock where he had made his camp.

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