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The transport Montauk was one of the many privately owned steamers taken over into government service, and Tom soon learned that outside the steward's department nearly all the positions on board were filled by naval men. Mr. Conne presented him to the steward, saying that Tom had made a trip on a munition carrier, and disappeared in a great hurry.
Her faded bonnet fell back between her shoulders, hanging on by the strings, and her dropped basket, with its "few lill' bécassines-de-mer" dangling from the handle, rolled out its okra and soup-joint upon the floor. "Ma piti! kiss! kiss! kiss!" "But is it good news you have, or bad?" cried the girl, a fourth or fifth time. "Dieu sait, ma cère; mo pas conné!" God knows, my darling; I cannot tell!
"Well, then, it's just this, and I was thinking about it while I was riding just after I started away from Cantigny. Mostly I was thinking about it after I took that last special look at old Piff " Mr. Conne chuckled. "I see," he said encouragingly. "Whoever that feller is," said Tom, "there's one thing sure.
He told how he had had to keep his face turned away from his brother so that he "wouldn't feel so mean, like." And here again Mr. Conne gave his face another screw and Tom did not understand why. That was one trouble with Tom Slade he was so thick that he could not understand a lot of things that were perfectly plain to other people. "What what do you think they'll do with him?"
Tom answered that there were floods but that they were not impassible "if you knew how." The officer said he supposed Tom knew how, and Tom regarded this as a compliment. Soon, to his relief, Mr. Conne took all the papers in the case and left the room, beckoning Tom to follow him. Another man in civilian clothes hurried away and Tom thought he might be going to the dock.
Remember, there's only one person in the world who can disgrace Tom Slade, and that is Tom Slade himself." He slapped Tom on the shoulder, and they strolled up the dingy, crooked street, past the jumble of old brown houses, until it petered out in a plain where there was a little cemetery, filled with wooden crosses. "Those poor fellows all did their bit," said Mr. Conne.
For thei han Gospelles and the prophecyes and the Byble, writen in here langage. Wherfore thei conne meche of Holy Wrytt, but thei undirstonde it not, but aftre the lettre: and so don the Jewes; for thei undirstonde not the lettre gostly, but bodyly; and therfore ben thei repreved of the wise, that gostly understonden it. And therfore seythe seynt Poul; Litera occidit; Spiritus vivificat.
For why, for to speak, and for to be still, for to eat, and for to fast, for to be only, and for to be in company, ever when we will, may we have by kind; but for to conne do all these, we may not but by grace.
It was the kind of look which the Chicago Limited might give to the five-thirty suburban starting with its load of New York commuters for East Orange, New Jersey. The effect of water on brass is to produce a greenish, superficial erosion. "Now, Tommy, let's hear your idea," said Mr. Conne, indulgently, as he worked his cigar from one corner of his mouth to the other.
"Do you know where our boys are what part of it?" "Yes, I know, but I'm not going to tell you," Mr. Conne laughed. "You'd like to be there, I suppose." For a few moments Tom did not answer. Then he said in his old dull way, "I got a right to go now. I got a right to be a soldier, to make up for him. The next time I get back here I'm going to join.
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