Having just gotten back from a very long car trip, I thought I'd propose a few fun things to do to pass the time.



There was a gurgle in his throat and he was spitting blood.

A bullet had evidently hit him in the throat or mouth.

Another was walking sturdily by himself but without his musket, groaning aloud and swinging his arm which had just been hurt, while blood from it was streaming over his greatcoat as from a bottle.

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