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" he said, "Shoot them through the back
of the head and let their bodies lie."  A soldier stepped for-
ward and drew his revolver.  Placing it just behind a monk's
ear he pulled the trigger.  The man fell forward, dead, his
brains leaking on the ground.  Quite unconcerned, the
soldier stepped to the second monk and speedily shot him.
As he was moving to the third, a young soldier said, "Let
me, Comrade, for I have not killed yet."  Nodding assent,
the executioner stepped aside to allow the young soldier,
trembling with eagerness, to take his place.  Drawing his
revolver, he pointed it at the third monk, shut his eyes, and
pulled the trigger.  The bullet sped through the man's
cheeks and hit a Tibetan spectator in the foot.  "Try again,"
said the former executioner, "and keep your eyes open."
By now his hand was trembling so much with fright and
shame that he missed completely, as he saw the Governor
scornfully watching him.  "Put the muzzle of the revolver
in his ear, and then shoot," said the Governor.  Once again
the young soldier stepped to the side of the doomed monk,
savagely rammed the muzzle of h