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"'You'll pay for it, he snarls, his temper gettin' free at last. "'I cal'late to, purrs the Cap'n. 'I gen'rally do pay for what I want, and a fair price, at that. I never bought in cheap mortgages and held 'em for clubs over poor folks, never in my life. Good mornin'. "And right to Mr. Williams's own face, too," concluded Issy. "WHAT do you think of that?"
Notwithstanding more than one painful struggle, I soon became my old self again just as my early masters had fashioned me. In accordance with the general rule I went, after completing my rhetoric at Saint-Nicholas du Chardonnet, to Issy, the country branch of the St. Sulpice seminary.
The military had succeeded in occupying the village, but were obliged to abandon it because the houses were exposed to the fire of the Insurgents. There has been a sharp musketry fire to-day in the plantations to the north-east of Issy, and just over the Vaugirard road. There has been fighting of the same kind in the direction of the St. Ouen station at the other end of the lines.
Albert laughed. "Don't worry, Grandfather," he said. "I'm enjoying it all very much. And some of the suggestions may be just what I'm looking for." "Well, son, we'll hope so. Say, Labe, I've got a notion for keepin' the minister from doin' all the talkin. We'll ask Issy Price to drop in; eh?" Laban shook his head. "I don't know, Cap'n Lote," he observed.
After an instant's consideration he signed it "A True Friend," this being in emulation of certain heroes of the Deadwood Dick variety. Then he put the card into an envelope and ran at top speed to the railway station. The train came in as he reached the platform. The baggage master was standing in the door of his car. "Here, mister!" panted Issy.
If they had but handed over one or two of the forts to the gendarmes, or kept a company or two of sailors there, there would have been a line by which the troops could have approached the town, as it is they will have to bring up siege-guns and silence Issy and Vanves before much can be done."
Captain Sol was sitting in the ticket office, with the door shut. On the platform, forlornly sprawled upon the baggage truck, was Issy McKay, the picture of desolation. He started nervously when he heard Simeon's step. As yet Issy's part in the Bartlett-Higgins episode was unknown to the townspeople. Sam and Gertie had considerately kept silence.
Forts Montrouge and Vanves have been reduced to silence by a battery of mitrailleuses established on a parapet of Issy, which picks off Federal artillerymen when they show themselves. Seven guns on bastions 72, 73, and 74 have been dismounted by the new battery of Montretout and the bastions silenced. Many prisoners are said to have been taken at Issy yesterday.
Issy, the perspiration running down his face, stood up in the Lady May's cockpit and looked out across the bay, smooth and glassy in the afternoon sun. The sky overhead was clear and blue, but along the eastern and southern horizon was a gray bank of cloud, heaped in tumbled masses. A sunburned lobsterman in rubber boots and a sou'wester was smoking on the wharf.
I'm ruint. Oi, oi, oi, oi." The poor fellow was so sincerely desolated over the loss of his necessary finger that I couldn't accuse him of shooting himself intentionally. I detailed a man named Bealer to take Issy back to a dressing station. Well, Bealer never came back. Months later in England I met up with Epstein and asked about Bealer.