Charles O'Malley — Volume 2 by Charles James Lever
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beside me.
It was the angle of a trench I had fallen into; and though both my horse and myself felt stunned for the moment, we rallied the next minute. "Here is the very spot," said I. "Now, Mike, catch the bridles and follow us closely." Guiding ourselves along the edge of the trench, we crept stealthily forward; the only watch-fire near was where the engineer party was halted, and our object was to get outside of this. "My turn this time," said Hampden, as he tripped suddenly, and fell head foremost upon the grass. As I assisted him to rise, something caught my ankle, and on stooping I found it was a cord pegged fast into the ground, and lying only a few inches above it. "Now, steady! See here; this is their working line. Pass your hand along it there, and let us follow it out." While Hampden accordingly crept along on one side, I tracked the cord upon the other. Here I found it terminating upon a small mound, where probably some battery was to be erected. I accordingly gathered it carefully up, and was returning towards my friend, when what was my horror to hear Mike's voice, conversing, as it seemed to me, with some one in French. I stood fixed to the spot, my very heart beating almost in my mouth as I listened. |
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