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Chapter 10-1
10 “Sir.” MacKim came to attention as Lindsay stepped towards him. “Well, MacKim?” “That’s the decoy convoy, sir. There are two sledges carrying logs and less than twenty men.” “I thought as much,” Lindsay said. “We’ve wasted enough time here kicking our heels.” He raised his voice. “On your feet, men, and follow the Frenchies.” “Tricky devil, whoever commands these French,” Kennedy said. “Come on, boys, we’re in the van again!” The column moved on, faster now, knowing they had lost time while checking out the divide in the trail. “Has Van Dyke come back yet?” MacKim looked over the ranks, identifying each man. “Not yet,” Parnell said. “Shall I run ahead and find him, sir?” MacKim asked Kennedy. “No.” Kennedy shook his head. “You’ve done enough for one day. He’ll return by and by
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