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"Coppy," shouted Wee Willie Winkie, reining up outside that subaltern's bungalow early one morning "I want to see you, Coppy!" "Come in, young 'un," returned Coppy, who was at early breakfast in the midst of his dogs. "What mischief have you been getting into now?" Wee Willie Winkie had done nothing notoriously bad for three days, and so stood on a pinnacle of virtue.
His father assured him that not only would the breaking of arrest be condoned, but that the good-conduct badge would be restored as soon as his mother could sew it on his blouse-sleeve. Miss Allardyce had told the Colonel a story that made him proud of his son. "She belonged to you, Coppy," said Wee Willie Winkie, indicating Miss Allardyce with a grimy forefinger.
"And nobody not even Coppy must go acwoss ve wiver, and I came after you ever so hard, but you wouldn't stop, and now you've hurted yourself, and Coppy will be angwy wiv me, and I've bwoken my awwest! I've bwoken my awwest!" The future Colonel of the 195th sat down and sobbed. In spite of the pain in her ankle, the girl was moved. "Have you ridden all the way from cantonments, little man?
From his earliest years, Wee Willie Winkie had been forbidden to go across the river, and had noted that even Coppy the almost almighty Coppy had never set foot beyond it.
FRIEND AL: Well Al I got the supprise of my life today when Jack Brady handed me a letter that had came for me and that's supprise enough itself but all the more when I opened it up and seen who it was from. Well it was from that baby in Cologne and I will coppy it down as it is short and you can see for yourself what she says. Well here it is: "Dear Mr.
'And nobody not even Coppy must go acwoss ve wiver, and I came after you ever so hard, but you wouldn't stop, and now you've hurted yourself, and Coppy will be angwy wiv me, and I've bwoken my awwest! I've bwoken my awwest! The future Colonel of the 195th sat down and sobbed. In spite of the pain in her ankle the girl was moved. 'Have you ridden all the way from cantonments, little man?
In the course of a morning ride, Wee Willie Winkie had seen Coppy so doing, and, like the gentleman he was, had promptly wheeled round and cantered back to his groom, lest the groom should also see. Under ordinary circumstances he would have spoken to his father, but he felt instinctively that this was a matter on which Coppy ought first to be consulted.
Decidedly, there was no one except his own father, who could give or take away good-conduct badges at pleasure, half so wise, strong, and valiant as Coppy with the Afghan and Egyptian medals on his breast. Why, then, should Coppy be guilty of the unmanly weakness of kissing vehemently kissing a "big girl," Miss Allardyce to wit?
I'm going to marry Miss Allardyce, and then she'll be Mrs. Coppy, as you say. If your young mind is so scandalised at the idea of kissing big girls, go and tell your father. 'What will happen? said Wee Willie Winkie, who firmly believed that his father was omnipotent. 'I shall get into trouble, said Coppy, playing his trump card with an appealing look at the holder of the ace.
"Exactly," said Coppy gravely. "But I don't fink I'll ever want to kiss big girls, nor no one, 'cept my muvver. And I MUST do vat, you know." There was a long pause, broken by Wee Willie Winkie. "Are you fond of vis big girl, Coppy?" "Awfully!" said Coppy. "Fonder van you are of Bell or ve Butcha or me?" "It's in a different way," said Coppy.
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