Too late now. His horse, which had apparently gone to sleep, preferred to remain where he was. "Write as I dictate," he cried, placing a pen in the jailer's hand and a pistol to his ear. The guards had great difficulty in preserving a clear passage without resorting to severe measures, for the tide, which poured upon them behind, around, in front, and at all sides, was almost irresistible.
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