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Updated: May 22, 2025

For a moment the young assailant stood there with an expression of dismayed shock, as though, in his sleep, he had committed a crime and had awakened into an appalled realization. Then, ignoring Brent, he wheeled and lunged madly into the laurel. Parson Acup was bending over him and when he rose it was with a dubious face. "I fears me thet wound's mighty liable ter be a deadener," he said.

Charles Neville Buck - A Pagan of the Hills