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[Ronquillo Bolser]

 quick succession. Sentry-duty was discarded for the night, and the
corral left empty of life; I ordered that quiet be maintained in the
cave, and the electric lights turned down to a glimmer. As soon as it
was good and dark, I shut off the current from all the fences, and then
groped my way out to the embankment bordering our side of the great
dynamite ditch. I crept to the top of it and lay there on the slan