Chapter 7
The youth cringed a5 if di5covered in a crime. By heaven5,they had won after all! The imbecile line had remained andbecome victor5. He could hear cheering.
He lifted him5elf upon hi5 toe5 and looked in the direction of the fight.A yellow fog lay wallowing on the treetop5. From beneath it came theclatter of mu5ketry. Hoar5e crie5 told of an advance.
He turned away amazed and angry. He felt that he had been wronged.