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The feet of one an Arab had on a pair of red slippers, the feet of the other were bare. Mahmoud and Macnamara were in a bad way. They were in very truth "walking against time." Their tongues were thick in their mouths, their feet were lacerated and bleeding, they carried nothing now save their pistols and their swords, and a small bag of dates hanging at Macnamara's belt.
"Kitty a kid av mine and she married to Hinry Withers an' you saved me, too! " Macnamara's eyes were wild. Henry Withers took his hand. "'Ere, it's all right, old pal," he said cheerfully. "What's the kid's name?" said Macnamara. "Peter same as yours." The voice was scarce above a breath. "Sure, I didn't know at all. An' you forgive me, Hinry darlin', you forgive me?"
What I want to tell yer quiet and friendly, old pal, is that yer drawfted out all the way out for good." "'Sh-did ye think I wasn't knowin' it, me b'y?" Macnamara's face clouded. "Did ye think I wasn't knowin' it? Go an' lave me alone," he added quickly. Henry Withers went out pondering, for he was sure it was not mere dying that fretted Macnamara. The next day the end of it all came.
Macnamara's 'member old Mac, the Sapper, who played the fiddle so damnably at Umballa? Mac's party was the last but one. The last was Stalky's. He was at the head of the road with some of his pet Sikhs. Mac said he believed he was all right." "Stalky is a Sikh," said Tertius. "He takes his men to pray at the Durbar Sahib at Amritzar, regularly as clockwork, when he can."
Poor old Mac was at his Royal Engineers' wits' end to know what to do. You see I was putrid with dysentery, Tertius was ravin', half the men had frost-bite, and Macnamara's orders were to break camp and come in before winter.
What I want to tell yer quiet and friendly, old pal, is that yer drawfted out all the way out for good." "'Sh-did ye think I wasn't knowin' it, me b'y?" Macnamara's face clouded. "Did ye think I wasn't knowin' it? Go an' lave me alone," he added quickly. Henry Withers went out pondering, for he was sure it was not mere dying that fretted Macnamara. The next day the end of it all came.
Widow MacNamara's is a lonely house. She's as true as steel and as deaf as a post. There's only Scanlan and me in the house. If I get his promise and I'll let you know if I do I'd have the whole seven of you come to me by nine o'clock. We'll get him in. If ever he gets out alive well, he can talk of Birdy Edwards's luck for the rest of his days!"
'Hey! to be sure a woman I know I remember; and he was on the point of breaking out with poor Mrs. Macnamara's secret, but recovered in time. 'That's the she fortune-teller, the witch, M. M., Mary Matchwell; 'twas one of her printed cards, you know, was found lying in Sturk's blood. Dr. Sturk, you remember, that they issued a warrant for, against our poor friend, you know.
The Macnamara's baby with the club-foot, Scrub Kettle's girl with the spinal trouble; Lawrence Delamere, the handsome young English lad up in "The Pass," whose leg, injured in a mine accident, never would heal till the doctor had scraped the bone these and many others owed their soundness to Shock's prospecting powers and to the doctor's skill.
Saturday night is our meeting, and if you come then, we'll make you free forever of the Vermissa Valley." On the day following the evening which had contained so many exciting events, McMurdo moved his lodgings from old Jacob Shafter's and took up his quarters at the Widow MacNamara's on the extreme outskirts of the town.
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