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If you want to fight here and now I'll let you up and we'll settle it right off. But no formal fight, under decent auspices. You hear me? You understand?" Brimmer made no reply. "All right, then," nodded Dave. "I understand that you don't want to fight here. Don't try to provoke me into a formal fight, at the Naval Academy, unless you are prepared to defend your side before a class committee.
"I forgot that whole matter long ago," replied Darrin. "Then will you accept my tardy apology, and let us be friends?" urged Brimmer, holding out his hand. It was not Dave Darrin's way to hold a grudge forever. He extended his own hand to take Brimmer's. "And I hope you'll let me know you better," continued Brimmer, turning to Dan Dalzell.
"We won't let up, either," blazed Dave, "if we can think of any way to probe the facts. "Brimmer has more money than any of us, and he'll pay blackmail to keep Tony's tongue quiet." It was Tuesday when Midshipman Brimmer returned to formations. Immediately after breakfast Dave Darrin went up to him. "Mr. Brimmer, I want a word with you." "I don't want any words with you, at any time, Mr.
"Not until you have stronger evidence against Brimmer," suggested Farley. "Would it do any good to ask for a class committee, and to bring Brimmer before it?" "Then what should I do?" "Cut Brimmer, of course," said Farley thoughtfully. "And don't let him guess that you're going to let up at any point of the investigation into the matter."
"You, Squire, had best go and mend your cracked head in the eating-parlour with a brimmer or two of clary wine; and you, Mrs. Dorothy, can go and keep her ladyship company. But not a word of our fright. Swoons and screaming would only hinder us." He took Mrs. Lettsome's arm, and led her to the staircase, pushing the Squire after her, and then turned his anxious countenance to Denzil.
Why don't you ask HIM?" she said, pointing to the green-jacketed subaltern who was accompanying them. Senor Perkins looked half embarrassed. "Repeat your question, my dear lady, and I will translate it." "Ask him if there are any women at the Presidio." Senor Perkins drew the subaltern aside. Presently he turned to Mrs. Brimmer.
Brimmer, he was benevolently performing parental duties in her absence, and gently supervising and preparing their victuals even while he carried on an ethnological and political discussion with Mrs. Markham.
Quick as a flash Dave let drive with his right fist, landing a blow on the chest that sent Mr. Brimmer flat to the pavement of the alley. "You coward! You " screamed Brimmer, as he rose. But no sooner was he on his feet than Dave planted a terrific blow over his left eye. Down went Brimmer again, his eyes closed "until further notice."
Brimmer is, and given him even the connections of my friend Miss Chubb. I can do no more; but you will surely have no difficulty in finding some one in Todos Santos who has heard of the Quincys and Brimmers. I've no doubt that there are books in your library that mention them. Of course I can say nothing of the other passengers, except that Mr.
Brimmer quickly recovered her usual bewildering naivete. "I knew you would come; but if you hadn't, I should have mustered courage enough to go with Miss Chubb to find you at the Mission," she said, half coquettishly.
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