Love under Fire by Randall Parrish
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"Yes, on foot, but I supposed you would need a horse."
"And there are horses there?" "I do not know about any others; I understand the judge has lost all his, but the one Captain Le Gaire left for you this morning was taken there." "You know the situation,"--the cavalryman's eagerness for a mount overcoming all thought of danger,--"how best to get in." "Yes; I went out there with Tom when the judge told him to put up the horse,--I wanted to see how my pony was getting along. The door is on that side to the east, just around the corner. It is closed by a wooden button. The pony is in the first stall, and the horse in the second; the saddle and bridle were hung on a peg behind," she said this clearly, anxious to make me understand, but then, as the other thought came to her, her voice broke. "But, Lieutenant Galesworth, you--you cannot get the horse with the guard there!" My clasp closed more tightly on her fingers, my resolve hardening. "He's only a man, perhaps sleepy and careless, while I am wide awake. One must be willing to assume risk in war. With the horse under me I have a chance, while on foot I should probably be caught before daylight. Don't worry; this is not my first attempt." "You--you mean to try?" "Certainly; I should be a poor specimen if I did not. But I am going to |
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