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21241	Reid, Mayne	The Rifle Rangers			.txt	text/plain	87988	6796	87	"The fellow is likely to be our captain," whispered Clayley, noticing ha!" laughed Clayley; "let us come, boys," he added, turning to a "Captain Haller--Major Twing," said Clayley, introducing me. As soon as the major saw how the "land lay", he came blowing and "No, Major," said I, trying to look serious, "we are not so fortunate." "Senor Capitan," he said, still speaking in Spanish, and hugging me like Clayley and the major looked towards me with an expression that said, "Lord, Captain!" said the major, with a terrified look, "you don't think Raoul would reach the camp in little more than an hour's time, "_Buenas noches, Senor_!" (good-night) said Raoul to a soldier who "Look, Captain!" cried Clayley; "Don Cosme and his people, by the living Raoul's face was before him, upon which he looked for some moments At this moment my eye fell upon a black horse, and, looking, I	./cache/21241.txt	./txt/21241.txt