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Day was breaking, and the first grey light had just begun to steal / through the long thin slits in the walls of our barn, when someone shook / me hard by the shoulder, and up I jumped. I had the thought in my / stupid, sleepy brain that the cuirassiers were upon us, and I gripped / hold of a halbert that was leaning against the wall; but then, as I saw / the long lines of sleepers, I remembered where I was. But I can tell / you that I stared when I saw that it was none other than Major Elliott / that had roused me up. His face was very grave, and behind him stood / two sergeants, with long slips of paper and pencils in their hands.
"Wake up, laddie," said the Major, quite in his old easy fashion, as if / we were back on Corriemuir again.