ThelongJunetwilightfadedintonight.Dublinlayenvelopedindarknessbutforthedimlightofthemoonthatshonethroughfleecyclouds,castingapalelightasofapproachingdawnoverthestreetsandthedarkwatersoftheLiffey.AroundthebeleagueredFourCourtstheheavygunsroared.Hereandtherethroughthecity,machinegunsandriflesbrokethesilenceofthenight,spasmodically,likedogsbarkingonlonefarms.RepublicansandFreeStaterswerewagingcivilwar. OnarooftopnearO'ConnellBridge,aRepublicansniperlaywatching.Besidehimlayhisrifleandoverhisshoulderswasslungapairoffieldglasses.Hisfacewasthefaceofastudent,thinandascetic,buthiseyeshadthecoldgleamofthefanatic.Theyweredeepandthoughtful,theeyesofamanwhoisusedtolookingatdeath. Hewaseatingasandwichhungrily.Hehadeatennothingsincemorning.Hehadbeentooexcitedtoeat.Hefinishedthesandwich,and,takingaflaskofwhiskeyfromhispocket,hetookashortdrought.Thenhereturnedtheflasktohispocket.Hepausedforamoment,consideringwhetherheshouldriskasmoke.Itwasdangerous.Theflashmightbeseeninthedarkness,andtherewereenemieswatching.Hedecidedtotaketherisk. Placingacigarettebetweenhislips,hestruckamatch,inhaledthesmokehurriedlyandputoutthelight.Almostimmediately,abulletflatteneditselfagainsttheparapetoftheroof.Thesnipertookanotherwhiffandputoutthecigarette.Thenhesworesoftlyandcrawledawaytotheleft. Cautiouslyheraisedhimselfandpeeredovertheparapet.Therewasaflashandabulletwhizzedoverhishead.Hedroppedimmediately.Hehadseentheflash.Itcamefromtheoppositesideofthestreet. Herolledovertherooftoachimneystackintherear,andslowlydrewhimselfupbehindit,untilhiseyeswerelevelwiththetopoftheparapet.Therewasnothingtobeseen--justthedimoutlineoftheoppositehousetopagainstthebluesky.Hisenemywasundercover. Justthenanarmoredcarcameacrossthebridgeandadvancedslowlyupthestreet.Itstoppedontheoppositesideofthestreet,fiftyyardsahead.Thesnipercouldhearthedullpantingofthemotor.Hisheartbeatfaster.Itwasanenemycar.Hewantedtofire,butheknewitwasuseless.Hisbulletswouldneverpiercethesteelthatcoveredthegraymonster. Thenroundthecornerofasidestreetcameanoldwoman,herheadcoveredbyatatteredshawl.Shebegantotalktothemanintheturretofthecar.Shewaspointingtotheroofwherethesniperlay.Aninformer. Theturretopened.Aman'sheadandshouldersappeared,lookingtowardthesniper.Thesniperraisedhisrifleandfired.Theheadfellheavilyontheturretwall.Thewomandartedtowardthesidestreet.Thesniperfiredagain.Thewomanwhirledroundandfellwithashriekintothegutter. Suddenlyfromtheoppositeroofashotrangoutandthesniperdroppedhisriflewithacurse.Therifleclatteredtotheroof.Thesniperthoughtthenoisewouldwakethedead.Hestoopedtopicktherifleup.Hecouldn'tliftit.Hisforearmwasdead."I'mhit,"hemuttered. Droppingflatontotheroof,hecrawledbacktotheparapet.Withhislefthandhefelttheinjuredrightforearm.Thebloodwasoozingthroughthesleeveofhiscoat.Therewasnopain--justadeadenedsensation,asifthearmhadbeencutoff.