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I know not the hour, yet I noted, even in awakening, that the moon had already passed fro in silver beauty the sharp summit of the crest, when a quick, nervous pressure upon th, his head uplifted, was De Noyan

"Keep still, Benteen," he whispered, his voice vibrant with excitement, "and look yonder In the name of all the fiends, what is that?"