It must be back of you." Some one picked the weapon up, and held it to the light, turning the chambers.
"Two shots gone, Sergeant." "We heard three; likely the Lieutenant got in one of them.

Sentry, what do you know about this ?" Mapes scratched his head, the fingers of his other hand gripping the prisoner's shoulder.
"Not so awful much," he replied haltingly, "now I come ter think 'bout it.

'T was a mighty dark night, an' I never saw, ner heard, nuthin' till the shootin' begun.

I wus back o' officers' row, an' them pistols popped up yere, by the corner o' the barracks.

I jumped an' yelled; thought I heerd somebody runnin' an' let drive.