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"I think, alive or dead, it's all against them as goes down to bring them out. It's more lives to be wasted." Stafford heard, and he stepped forward. "If there's a chance in a thousand, it's good enough for a try," he said. "If you were there, Mr. Byng would take the chance in the thousand for you." Brengyn looked Stafford up and down slowly. "What is it you've got to say?" he asked, gloomily.

Probably only Fleming the Scotsman another of the Partners with a somewhat dour exterior, an indomitable will, and a caution which compelled him to make good every step of the way before him, and so cultivate a long sight financially and politically, understood how extraordinary Wallstein's work had been only Fleming, and Rudyard Byng, who knew better than any and all.

On this occasion he showed no reserve, he was very explicit; and yet in this very point of time the promise of an order was obtained, or pretended to be obtained, from the Regent for delivering those stores of arms and ammunition which belonged to the Chevalier, and which had been put into the French magazines when Sir George Byng came to Havre.

Byng rose, but Jasmine intervened. "No, tell him to come here," she said to the footman. "Mayn't he?" she asked. Byng nodded, and remained standing. He seemed suddenly lost to her presence, and with head dropped forward looked into space, engrossed, intense. Jasmine studied him as an artist would study a picture, and decided that he had elements of the unusual, and was a distinct personality.

Suddenly Byng said with a voice of almost guttural anger: "You dropped that letter on my bedroom floor that letter, you understand?... Speak." "I did it, Baas." Byng was transformed. Slowly he laid down the sjambok, and as slowly took off his coat, his eyes meanwhile fastening those of the wretched man before him. Then he took up the sjambok again. "You know what I am going to do with you?"

There was no more shore leave granted. Crothers and Joe Byng were punished with extra duty and "confined to ship" for coming back with the marks of fighting on them; and the Puncher gave no further signs of life until, some three I days later, her long-suffering engines turned again and she departed through the channel that had brought her in.

The conduct of Admiral Byng in the Mediterranean excited popular clamor. The repeated disappointments and miscarriages, the delay of armaments, the neglect of opportunities, the absurd disposition of fleets, were numbered among the misfortunes which resulted from a weak and incapable ministry.

Something remotely resembling peace had begun to steal into Percy's soul, when it was expelled by the abrupt opening of the door and the entry of Lady Caroline Byng and his father. One glance at the face of the former was enough to tell Lord Belpher that she knew all. He rose defensively. "Let me explain." Lady Caroline quivered with repressed emotion.

Me that's just come back from a journey of a hundred miles, and sent off again like this with but a taste of sleep and little food, and Corporal Byng sittin' there at Fort Desire with a pipe in his mouth and the fat on his back like a porpoise.

"Women and war don't go together." "She's a nurse, she's not a woman," was the paradoxical reply. "She knows Byng is here?" "I suppose so. It looks like a clever bit of strategy junction of forces. There's a lot of women at home would like the chance she has at a little less cost." "What is the cost?" "Well, that ship didn't cost less than a hundred thousand pounds." "Is that all?"