On the Trail of Geronimo — page 205: what you’re looking at

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ON THE TRAIL OF GERONIMO. 193 Dick, with a pang of misgiving immediately repeat- ing the call, louder than before, but still without bringing any response. ‘Can it be that he has fallen asleep, or There was but one way to settle the question ; that was by investigating for himself, and he set 99 out to do so. In stealing to the other side of the camp, he passed so near the forms of his sleeping men that he could have touched them. Notone stirred, and, with the utmost caution he crept to the spot where he knew the other sentinel had been placed. A few rays of moonlight stole through the vege- tation, and it was some minutes before he was able to locate McGarvey. Finally he caught the out- lines of the familiar figure, sitting just as he him- self had been sitting and apparently on the watch. Without speaking, the lieutenant reached out his hand and squeezed the arm of the man. He made no movement, and, still hoping he was asleep, but fearing the worst, Dick shook his shoulder vigorously. As he did so, the figure fell back heavily against him, and Lieutenant Whitcomb then knew what he had already pnier ie McGarvey was dead. GOmiGcdoo (C(O)