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'Very well, said he, 'so much the worse for the facts!" "Come, Colonel, you talk too much. How am I ever to get on with my narrative, if you keep interrupting me in this style? Be quiet." "Word of command. Quiet. Quiet it is. Continue." "No, I said, of course they expect some reward, that's it." "What an ass you must be!" broke in Whittlesly.
In addition I'll say, for your rejoicing, that I give in, cave, subside, have nothing more to say against your pet theory, from this moment swear myself a rank abolitionist, or anything else you please, now and forever, so help me all ye black gods and goddesses!" "Phew! what's all this?" cried Whittlesly, from the other side of his Colonel; "what are you driving at?
I'll defy anybody to make head or tail of that answer." "Surrey understands." "Not I; your riddle's too much for me." "Didn't you go in pursuit of a dead man?" queried Whittlesly. "Just that." "Did the dead man convert you?" "No, Colonel, not precisely. And yet yes, too; that is, I suppose I shouldn't have been converted if he hadn't died, and I gone in search of him."
"Amen to that, Colonel," added Whittlesly. "Well, I'm pretty nearly ready to say so myself," finished Brooks, half reluctantly. "The best-laid schemes o' mice and men Gang aft agley." They didn't find Jim in the camp of his regiment, so went up to head-quarters to institute inquiries. "Given?" a little thought and investigation. "Oh! Given is out on picket duty." "Whereabouts?"
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