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John McNeill and Gipsy Smith, the well-known evangelists, have spoken to thousands and have brought the challenge of the Christian Gospel to the men, calling upon them for decisions and a change of life in harmony with the teachings of Christ.
"We can't know too much about strangers here, McNeill." "That's right," agreed the detective. "I'll follow him back to the village and get a line on him." "Don't be easily discouraged," added Kennedy, as McNeill started down the hill to the garage. "If he is a fox he'll try to throw you off the trail. Hang on." "What was that for?" I asked as the detective disappeared.
An' 'e comeback, an' he brought with him William Connor that's all what come back." "How long did William live?" asked Coolin. "He was a good frind to me was Connor, a thrue frind he was to me. How long did the b'y live?" "'E lived long enough to 'ave McNeill shake 'im by the 'and.
"I must ride rapidly," said McNeill, "but if Captain Marchmont " "I always ride rapidly," answered the captain. "Learned it in Texas in 1843. At your service, lieutenant, whenever you're ready." The road to Frederick lay clear over hill and dale, past forest and stream, through a gap in the mountain, by mill and barn and farmhouse, straight through a number of miles of crystal afternoon.
"He has been ill; almost desperately ill. A case of sunstroke, I believe. Do I understand that you believe sufficiently to follow me?" "I cannot say that I believe. Yet if it be not Captain Alan McNeill, and if for some purpose which to be frank with you I cannot guess, I am being walked into a trap, you may take credit to yourself that it has been well, nay excellently, invented.
Before they could put their charges to the gallop Captain McNeill was past us and climbing the bank between them. A bullet or two sang over us from the Huerta shore. Not knowing of what his horse was capable, I feared he might yet be headed off; but the troopers in their flurry had lost their heads and their only chance unless they could drop him by a fluking shot.
When Standish McNeill started talking to his friend Felix O'Dowd as they walked at a leisurely pace towards the town of Castlegregory on a June morning, what he said was: "The world is a wonderful place when you come to think about it, an' Ireland is a wonderful place an' so is America, an' though there are lots of places like each other there's no place like Ballysantamalo.
It was well for Graham, Hunter, McNeill, and their brigades that William Connor and the Berkshires and the Subadar Goordit Singh had no idle time in which to sear their difficulties, for, before another khamsin gorged the day with cutting dust, every department of the Service, from the Commissariat to the Balloon Detachment, was filling marching orders.
"Tell McNeill I want to see him will meet him in the village directly," cut in Craig before Verplanck had finished. We bolted a hasty breakfast and in one of Verplanck's cars hurried to meet McNeill. "What do you intend doing?" he asked helplessly, as Kennedy finished his recital of the queer doings of the night before. "I'm going out now to look around the Carter place. Can you come along?"
My eminence as a genuine McNeill made the shadow of my error the taller. In these two days of inactivity I felt his solicitude growing until, next to the immediate movements of Marmont, my conversion became for him the most important question in the Peninsula, and I saw that, unless I allowed him at least to attempt it, another forty-eight hours would wear him to fiddle-strings.
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