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The dacoits had a trick of sending a crucified corpse down the river on a raft, just to show they were keeping their tail up and enjoying themselves. Well, that was the kind of people I had to deal with." "Alone?" said Cleever. Solitude of the soul he could understand none better but he had never in the body moved ten miles from his fellows.
"I don't think I've been to the Empire in my life," said he; "but what is my life after all? Let us go." They went out with Eustace Cleever, and I sulked at home because they had come to see me, but had gone over to the better man; which was humiliating.
"Well, how should you?" said The Infant. "You you're quite different, y' see, sir." The Infant expressed his ideas in his tone rather than his words, but Cleever understood the compliment. "We're only Subs," said Nevin, "and we aren't exactly the sort of men you'd meet much in your life, I s'pose." "That's true," said Cleever.
When I came back, he'd take out his half of the men, and have a good time of his own." "Who was he?" said Boileau. "Carter-Deecey, of the Aurungabadis. Good chap, but too zubberdusty, and went bokhar four days out of seven. He's gone out too. Don't interrupt a man." Cleever looked helplessly at me.
Entered, unperceived in the smoke, William the Silent. "Gen'elman to see you, sir," said he, and disappeared, leaving in his stead none other than Mr. Eustace Cleever. William would have introduced the Dragon of Wantley with equal disregard of present company. "I I beg your pardon. I didn't know that there was anybody with you. " But it was not seemly to allow Mr.
Nevin, you know 'As it was in the Beginning'? So does Ti Boileau." Mr. Cleever has tasted as much praise, public and private, as one man may safely swallow; but it seemed to me that the outspoken admiration in The Infant's eyes and the little stir in the little company came home to him very nearly indeed. "Won't you take the sofa?" said The Infant.
"And we'll let it stay so. He's a better man now than he was then." "But how old was the civil power?" said Cleever. "The situation is developing itself." "He was about six-and-twenty, and he was awf'ly clever. He knew a lot of things, but I don't think he was quite steady enough for dacoit-hunting.
"I sympathise with the civil power," said Cleever. "Continue, young Clive." "The fun of it was, that he was supposed to be our superior officer. Hicksey took a good look at him, and told him to attach himself to my party. Beastly mean of Hicksey, that.
Cleever questioned the others with his eyes. "I'm twenty-four," said Nevin. "And I'm twenty-two," said Boileau. "And you've all seen service?" "We've all knocked about a little bit, sir, but The Infant's the war-worn veteran. He's had two years' work in Upper Burma," said Nevin. "When you say work, what do you mean, you extraordinary creatures?" "Explain it, Infant," said Nevin.
Cleever to depart; he was a great man. The boys remained where they were, for any movement would have choked up the little room. Only when they saw his gray hairs they stood on their feet, and when The Infant caught the name, he said: "Are you did you write that book called 'As it was in the Beginning'?" Mr. Cleever admitted that he had written the book.
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