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He took this as it came, having been through it before. The dilettante amateur's dislike of the old pro. The amateur in command who knew full well he was less capable than many of those below him in rank. "Of course, captain," Balt Haer flicked his swagger stick against his leg. "But to the point. Your squadron is to be deployed as scouts under my overall command.
Another pause, then Balt cleared his throat and said, with an assumption of carelessness: "Well, I don't suppose you ever had 'em shine your finger-nails, did you?" "Yes." The big man opened his mouth to speak; then, evidently changing his mind, observed, "Seems to me I'd better stay here on the coast and wait for you." "No, indeed!" the other answered, quickly.
Inside the room a death-like silence settled. In the distance they heard the sound of the canning machinery, a sound that was now a mockery. To Balt this last disaster was the culmination of a persecution so pitiless and unflagging that its very memory filled his simple mind with the fury of a goaded animal.
They saw Balt point the strangers carelessly to the office, whence he had seen Boyd disappearing a few moments before, and turn back to his stevedores; then they saw the plain-clothes men approaching. "Here! Gimme your coat and hat, quick!" cried Fraser in a low voice, his eyes blazing at a sudden, thought. He stripped his own garments from his back with feverish haste. "Put mine on. There!
So, still in control of the machinery of government, they continued to perpetuate themselves, and shortly as history is reckoned we found the conquerors assimilated and the mandarins still in power." Balt Haer said impatiently, "I seem to be under the impression that you were speaking of more current times, when I entered, Mr. Holland."
At length he became unable to guide them farther, and Balt, who had once made the trip, took his place, while the others dragged the poor creature along at the cost of their precious strength. At one time he begged them to leave him, and both Balt and "Fingerless" Fraser agreed, but Emerson would have none of it. "He'll die, anyhow," argued the fisherman.
As if with a shadow of doubt, Marsh next inquired: "Didn't I meet you the other evening at the Annex?" Boyd admitted the fact, with the air of one who exaggerates his interest in a trifling topic for the sake of conversation. He was beginning to be surprised at his own powers of dissimulation. "And you were with George Balt?" "Exactly.
Why should she allow him to step into her quiet life and upset her well-ordered existence? "How do you like him?" she asked Balt, once. "He's my style, all right," said the big man. "He's desp'rate, and he'll fight; that's what I want somebody that won't blench at anything when the time comes." He ground his teeth, and his red eyes flamed, reflecting the sense of injury that seared his brain.
The officer commanding reconnaissance turned out to be none other than Balt Haer, natty as ever, and, as ever, arrogantly tapping his swagger stick against his leg. "Zen! Captain," he complained. "Where have you been? Off on a trank kick? We've got to get organized." Joe Mauser snapped him a salute. "No, sir. I rented an aircraft to scout out the terrain over which we'll be fighting." "Indeed.
Hundred and twenty rounds thrown in for each specimen marked to suit your requirements. Suppose musical instruments, this side up with care how's that for your taste? No, no! Cash down my people in Balt Shooting sea-gulls you say? Waal! It's a risky business see here ten per cent. discount it's out of my own pocket "
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