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and the Indians on the prod.

It must have been an urgent

invitation that brought you.

But not by letter. Your invitation

came by telegraph, right?

- You gonna marry the governor?

- Really. This is quite intolerable.

Before you leave, tie my hands again.

Not so tightly.

Why all this concern

and interest in me?

I should have thought you,

Mr Deakin, had enough worries.

I have.

Thank you.

Have Ferguson ready with his telegraph

equipment when we stop at 7.00.

- And get Mr O'Brien.

- Yes, sir.

- Why are we stopping?

- Morning, Governor.

My orders are to contact

the fort daily at this hour.

I hope you have no objection.

Make it short, please, Major.

Time's important.

Fall out, everybody. Everybody out.

Nice fresh air out here, men.

Everybody outside.

Come on, get it out

of there, Bennett.

Guard mounts for everybody. Murphy,

you post guards on the other side.

And you, you, you and you, up on

the top. Keep your eyes open.

White Hand's around here somewhere,

men, waiting to pounce on you little boys.

So stay awake, stay alert,

and keep your iron unbuckled.

I'll be right back.

I've gotten through to them, Major,

and they've acknowledged.

My regards to Colonel Scoville,

and congratulations on the

capture of Levi Calhoun.

That's the train, Calhoun.

What do I tell 'em?

How do I know you won't

pull no fancy tricks?

I swear I never would.

I don't believe you, soldier.

My God.

The fort's answering, sir.

As God is my witness, Calhoun,

I'll see you before a firing squad.

Don't you give me

no trouble, Colonel.

I got your bluebellies locked up.

By God, I'll skin 'em alive, one by each.

Major Claremont.

The epidemic's worsened.

- Is there news of my father?

- It has his signature, so he must be fine.

They're asking about

our time of arrival, sir.

With this weather, I guess we'll be

at Breakheart Pass in about 20 hours.

Transmit that. Add my

compliments to Colonel Scoville.

Then get Myrtle City. Request word on

Captain Oakland and Lieutenant Newell.

Yes, sir.

- I can't get Myrtle City, Major.

- Keep trying.

- Dead, sir.

- I don't understand how it could've gone.

Weather's been good.

It worked yesterday.

- Sergeant Bellew, board the troops.

- Yes, sir.

Troopers, fall in. Board the train.

Murphy, get 'em aboard.

You be sure you take a roll call.

I don't wanna leave anybody behind.

- Seen Dr Molyneux this morning?

- No, not yet.

- Shall I send for him, Governor?

- No, it isn't necessary.

Dr Molyneux had better adjust to army

schedules. We don't run a restaurant.

Dr Molyneux.

The governor asked for you, sir.

It looks like some sort of seizure.

Apoplexy, I'd say.

You mind if I have a look?

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