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Present-legs' and every fiend there fell flat on his face and raised his right leg up behind I tell you, Sir, I fled for my life, and no more liquor for me." ... When ex-Colonel Dearman heard any reference to this mystery he roared with laughter but it was the Last Muster of the fine and far-famed Gungapur Fusiliers, as such. "Malet-Marsac you can certainly have," replied Sir Arthur Barnet.

Percival Christopher Wren - Driftwood Spars: The Stories of a Man, a Boy, a Woman, and Certain Other People Who: Strangely Met Upon the Sea of Life

Dearman was singularly elephantine in the blundering crushing directness of his methods, and his idea of enough might well seem more than a feast to some. And Mr. Dearman suffered Augustus gladly, usually finding him present at tea, frequently at dinner, and invariably in attendance at dances and functions. Augustus was happy and Good for Augustus. He dallied, he adored, he basked.

Percival Christopher Wren - Driftwood Spars: The Stories of a Man, a Boy, a Woman, and Certain Other People Who: Strangely Met Upon the Sea of Life

What was the other case?" asked Mrs. Dearman, turning to Mr. Ross-Ellison. "That happened here in India at a station called Duri, away in the Northern Presidency, where I was then er living for a time.

Percival Christopher Wren - Driftwood Spars: The Stories of a Man, a Boy, a Woman, and Certain Other People Who: Strangely Met Upon the Sea of Life

Optical illusion," hazarded Mrs. Dearman. "No good. I hadn't realized I was approaching Biddy Maloney's cottage until I saw her coming out of it and I certainly hadn't thought of Biddy Maloney until my eye fell upon her. And it's a funny optical illusion that deceives one into seeing an old lady opening gates, crossing railways and limping away into fenced fields." "H'm!

Percival Christopher Wren - Driftwood Spars: The Stories of a Man, a Boy, a Woman, and Certain Other People Who: Strangely Met Upon the Sea of Life

"If your third drink brings out the real man, I should recommend you to stick to two, Bonnett," said the young man, and went away to cogitate. Should he speak to Dearman? No. He didn't want to see so good a chap hanged for a thing like the Bonnett. Should he go and slap Augustus Grobble hard and make him leave the station somehow? No. Sure to be a scandal.

Percival Christopher Wren - Driftwood Spars: The Stories of a Man, a Boy, a Woman, and Certain Other People Who: Strangely Met Upon the Sea of Life

He read his Swinburne again, and unearthed from the bottom of a trunk some books that dealt with the decadent's joys, poets of the Flesh, and prosers of the Devil, in his many weary forms. Dearman, until she, being a woman, therefore suspected something and became uneasy. One afternoon he failed to put in an appearance at tea-time, though expected. He wrote that he had had a headache.

Percival Christopher Wren - Driftwood Spars: The Stories of a Man, a Boy, a Woman, and Certain Other People Who: Strangely Met Upon the Sea of Life

We'll show up for the credit of civilians," and he rode into the ring where a score of horses solemnly walked round and round the Judges and in front of the Grand Stand.... General Murger brought Mrs. Dearman a cup of tea, and, having placed his topi in his chair, went, for a brandy-and-soda and cheroot, to the bar behind the rows of seats. Sun-helmet.

Percival Christopher Wren - Driftwood Spars: The Stories of a Man, a Boy, a Woman, and Certain Other People Who: Strangely Met Upon the Sea of Life

On Captain John Robin Ross-Ellison's return from leave, Colonel Dearman told that officer of General Murger's twofold insult to Colonel Dearman's wife and to Colonel Dearman's Corps.

Percival Christopher Wren - Driftwood Spars: The Stories of a Man, a Boy, a Woman, and Certain Other People Who: Strangely Met Upon the Sea of Life

There is no other word for it; I loved him as a brother loves a brother, as a son loves his father, as the fighting-man loves the born leader of fighting-men: I loved him as Jonathan loved David. Indeed it was actually a case of "passing the love of women" for although he killed Cleopatra Dearman, the only woman for whom I ever cared, I fear I have forgiven him and almost forgotten her.

Percival Christopher Wren - Driftwood Spars: The Stories of a Man, a Boy, a Woman, and Certain Other People Who: Strangely Met Upon the Sea of Life

For it was an article of faith with Colonel Dearman since the disgraceful episode that a "stroke" hung suspended by the thinnest of threads above the head of the "aged roué" and that, moreover, he trembled on the verge of a terrible abyss of alcoholic diseases a belief strengthened by the blue face, boiled eye, congested veins and shaking hand of the breaker of hearts.

Percival Christopher Wren - Driftwood Spars: The Stories of a Man, a Boy, a Woman, and Certain Other People Who: Strangely Met Upon the Sea of Life