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           Men,hotandangryinpursuit,wereevidentlyontheirfootsteps,andeachinstantthreatenedtheircapture,ifnottheirdestruction.

           "Pointdequartierauxcoquins!"criedaneagerpursuer,whoseemedtodirecttheoperationsoftheenemy.

           "Standfirm,andbeready,mygallant60ths!"suddenlyexclaimedavoiceabovethem;"waittoseetheenemy—firelow,andsweeptheglacis."

           "Father!father!"exclaimedapiercingcryfromoutthemist;"itisI!Alice!thyownElsie!spare,O!saveyourdaughters!"

           "Hold!"shoutedtheformerspeaker,intheawfultonesofparentalagony,thesoundreachingeventothewoods,androllingbackinsolemnecho."’Tisshe!Godhasrestoredmemychildren!Throwopenthesally-port;tothefield,60ths,tothefield;pullnotatrigger,lestyekillmylambs!DriveoffthesedogsofFrancewithyoursteel."

           Duncanheardthegratingoftherustyhinges,anddartingtothespot,directedbythesound,hemetalonglineofdarkredwarriors,passingswiftlytowardstheglacis.HeknewthemforhisownbattalionoftheroyalAmericans,andflyingtotheirhead,soonswepteverytraceofhispursuersfrombeforetheworks