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Holmer flung the frayed and yellow regimental rolls on the table, and the men flung themselves atop of these. "Steady! Fifty-six fifty-five fifty-four," said Holmer. "Here we are. 'Lieutenant Austin Limmason missing. That was before Sebastopol . What an infernal shame! Insulted one of their colonels, and was quietly shipped off. Thirty years of his life wiped out." "But he never apologized.
He says he was of this glorious and distinguished regiment in the war." "The rolls! The rolls! Holmer, get the rolls!" said Little Mildred, and the adjutant dashed off bareheaded to the orderly room where the rolls of the regiment were kept.
Holmer flung the frayed and yellow regimental rolls on the table, and the men flung themselves at these. 'Steady! Fifty-six fifty-five fifty-four, said Holmer. 'Here we are. "Lieutenant Austin Limmason. MISSING." That was before Sebastopol. What an infernal shame! Insulted one of their colonels, and was quietly shipped off. Thirty years of his life wiped out. 'But he never apologised.
Holmer flung the frayed and yellow regimental rolls on the table, and the men flung themselves at these. "Steady! Fifty-six fifty-five fifty-four," said Holmer. "Here we are. 'Lieutenant Austin Limmason. Missing. That was before Sebastopol. What an infernal shame! Insulted one of their colonels, and was quietly shipped off. Thirty years of his life wiped out." "But he never apologised.
I think that there was an accident. He says he was of this glorious and distinguished regiment in the war. 'The rolls! The rolls! Holmer, get the rolls! said little Mildred, and the adjutant dashed off bare-headed to the orderly-room, where the muster-rolls of the regiment were kept.
I think that there was an accident. He says he was of this glorious and distinguished regiment in the war." "The rolls! The rolls! Holmer, get the rolls!" said little Mildred, and the adjutant dashed off bare-headed to the orderly- room, where the muster-rolls of the regiment were kept.
All the mess plate was out on the long table the same table that had served up the bodies of five officers after a forgotten fight long and long ago the dingy, battered standards faced the door of entrance, clumps of winter-roses lay between the silver candlesticks, and the portraits of eminent officers deceased looked down on their successors from between the heads of sambhur, nilghai, markhor, and, pride of all the mess, two grinning snow-leopards that had cost Basset- Holmer four months' leave that he might have spent in England, instead of on the road to Thibet and the daily risk of his life by ledge, snow- slide, and grassy slope.
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