On the Trail of Geronimo — page 194: what you’re looking at

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182 ON THE TRAIL OF GERONIMO. his friends to accompany them to the fort,and he felt a natural dislike to urging them further. All too soon the hour for departure arrived. The horses had had a good rest and dinner, and, when brought forth, were ready for a long ride. Kind farewells were exchanged, and the six troop- ers galloped toward the west—the direction whence they had come. A half mile distant, Lieutenant Dick looked around. The figures in front of the ranch were indistinct, but he was sure that one of them was waving a handkerchief. Raising his glass to his eye, he smiled when he recognized the slender figure of Fanny, who had also her glass in front of her face. His handkerchief was drawn out, the signal exchanged for a minute or two, and then, as he wheeled his horse about, the building van- ished from sight forever. Gomicdoo (C(O)