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Did ye want me not to see him, for' we were standin' talkin' in the dhark, outside the veranda av Bragin's quarters 'you'd betther tell me to shut me eyes. Onless I'm mistaken, he's come now. "An', sure enough, the Corp'ril man was walkin' to us, hangin' his head down as though he was ashamed av himsilf. "'Good-night, Mrs.
"And he never saw her no more, so he did not!" commented the Cardiff stoker as the pipe travelled from hand to hand to be smelt at, dandled, worshipped by every man in turn. Only the Sergeant-gunner, the grey-headed ex-Royal Field Artilleryman, maintained self-command by dint of looking very hard the other way. Then said Kildare impetuously: "Take ut back, Corp'ril Keyse.
The Paythan man must ha' come alone for the mischief, an' afther a while Love-o'-Women wint back to his tint wid that quare lurchin' sind-off in his walk that I cud niver undherstand. Begad, I pitied him, an' the more bekaze he made me think for the rest av the night av the day whin I was confirmed Corp'ril, not actin' Lef'tenant, an' my thoughts was not good.
We was to go six hundher' miles, an' railways was new in thim days. Whin we had been a night in the belly av the thrain the men ragin' in their shirts an' dhrinkin' anything they cud find, an' eatin' bad fruit-stuff whin they cud, for we cudn't stop 'em I was a Corp'ril thin the cholera bruk out wid the dawnin' av the day. "Pray to the Saints, you may niver see cholera in a throop-thrain!
"Go on wid ye, corp'ril," sez she. "You're a flirrt." "On me sowl I'm not," sez I. "Then you're a cruel handsome man, an' that's worse," sez she, heaving big sighs an' lookin' crossways. "You know your own mind," sez I. "'Twud be better for me if I did not," she sez. "There's a dale to be said on both sides av that," sez I, unthinkin'.
"I can't find her," sez the Corp'ril man, an' wint out like the puff av a candle. "Saints stand betune us an' evil!" sez Bragin, crossin' himself; "that's Flahy av the Tyrone." "Who was he?" I sez, "for he has given me a dale av fightin' this day."
"Gentleman born," said Mulvaney; "Corp'ril wan year, Sargint nex'. Red-hot on his C'mission, but dhrinks like a fish. He'll be gone before the cowld weather's here. So!" He slipped his boot, and with the naked toe just touched the trigger of his Martini.
"The Staff Orf'cer wint blue, an' Toomey makes him pink by changin' to the voice av a minowderin' woman an' sayin': 'Come an' kiss me, Major dear, for me husband's at the wars an' I'm all alone at the Depot. "The Staff Orf'cer wint away, an' I cud see Crook's shoulthers shakin'. "His Corp'ril checks Toomey. 'Lave me alone, sez Toomey, widout a wink.
'Did I iver tell you, Mulvaney continued calmly, 'that I was wanst more av a divil than I am now? 'Mer ria! You don't mean it? said Ortheris. 'Whin I was Corp'ril I was rejuced aftherwards but, as I say, whin I was Corp'ril, I was a divil of a man. He was silent for nearly a minute, while his mind rummaged among old memories and his eye glowed.
Did I iver, whin I was Corp'ril, use the rise av my rank wan step an' that taken away, more's the sorrow an' the fault av me! to prosecute a nefarious inthrigue, as O'Hara did? Did I, whin I was Corp'ril, lay my spite upon a man an' make his life a dog's life from day to day?
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