This time the boys seemed to be firing effectively. There was a commotion in the woods beyond, and the sound of groans on the damp air."It is good," Marvor said equably. "Soon, very soon, I will make you free.""May the truths live forever."Though one of his team was wounded, Abel Waite had little difficulty in keeping his place in column until the burning lane was reached. The regiment ahead had gone through on the double-quick, and teams as fast as they could be lashed.
