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| 4 | 624 | A confederate was there View more quotes about waiting">waiting and I felt the loop of the garrote drop about my neck. |
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| 4 | 621 | I thought him now of the assassins for the trick with the canvas was but a variant of the loosened door trick, left ajar as in flight, a lure to the unwary to plunge in his pursuit into the waiting blade. |
| 4 | 622 | He cried out with pain and the knife had fallen. |
| 4 | 623 | We stumbled, locked together, grappling, to the back of the tenting, and, twisted, tangled in the rent canvas, fell to the outside. |
| 4 | 624 | A confederate was there waiting and I felt the loop of the garrote drop about my neck. |
| 4 | 625 | I thrust the man I held from me and spun about, the cord cutting now at the back of my neck. |
| 4 | 626 | I saw another man, too, in the darkness. |
| 4 | 627 | The heels of both hands drove upward and the head of the first confederate snapped back. |