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Hira Singh

CHAPTER IV
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I flung myself on the nearest trooper, whose rifle was already raised, and taken by surprise he loosed his weapon.

With it I beat the next ten men's rifles down, and they clattered on the beach.

That made the others pause and look at me.
"The man who fires the first shot dies!" said I, striving to make the breath come evenly between my teeth for sake of dignity, yet with none too great success.

But in the principal matter I was successful, for they left their alignment and clustered round to argue with me.

At that I refused to have speech with them until they should have fallen in again, as befitted soldiers.


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