Raymond Plote would only be missed by his mother. "Here I am, Captain," cried a voice from without. She was alone with a deadly enemy. “Just remember, I have to make this up to you. His thoughts, indeed, were too painful for utterance, and so acute were his feelings, that, for some time, they quite overcame him. . The horror of those few minutes was still with her. ‘Sir?’ enquired the lad.
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