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WILLIAM TELL
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Tell, calm again now, raised his bow and took a steady aim. Everybody craned forward, the front ranks in vain telling those behind that there was nothing to be gained by pushing. Gessler bent over his horse's neck and peered eagerly towards Walter. A great hush fell on all as Tell released the string.
“Phut!” went the string, and the arrow rushed through the air.
A moment’s suspense, and then a terrific cheer rose from the spectators.
The apple had leaped from Walter’s head, pierced through the centre.
