The Man Stopped Eating and Regarded Me With the Keenest Scrutiny

The man held me by the collar and stared at me so that i began to think his first idea about cutting my throat had revived. Didn't you hear the cannon last night? Then there was firing? He said to himself, i wonder you shouldn't have been sure of that, i returned, for we heard it up at home, and that's farther away, and we were shut in. Besides, why see, now, said he, when a man's alone on these flats with a light head and a light stomach, perishing of cold and want, he hears nothing all night but guns firing and voices calling. Hears, he sees the soldiers, with their red coats light

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