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Two boats from each ship lay off upon their oars alongside of us, with a lieutenant's and a corporal's guard in each, with fixed bayonets. The hands were all turned up by the boatswain and his mates with a shrill whistle, and calling down each hatchway, "All hands attend punishment!" You now heard the quick trampling of feet up the ladders, but not a word was spoken.
Even to whisper that a man or woman was arrested in the night is considered a crime, and punished by prison, or if the whisperer be a young man, by sending him to the army, there to taste, when he dares to frown, the corporal's stick.
But that was not all; it appeared as if wonders would never cease, for when Smallbones came up to receive his master's provisions, after the others had been served and gone away, the corporal not only kindly received him, but actually presented him with a stiff glass of grog mixed with the corporal's own hand.
With mind relieved, he thanked the informer and prepared to leave the station. But, as he descended the steps leading to the Cour du Havre he stopped. Two police detectives whom he knew well were walking on either side a soldier in corporal's uniform Vinson, of course! They must be taking him to the Cherche Midi prison. De Loubersac realised what had happened. "By-Jove!
"Oh, I know the corporal's dippy about the Pilot," said Sergeant Mackay. "Yes, and the officers, too," said the pioneer sergeant. "There's Captain Duff. Well, you know what a holy terror he is." "He's all right," said Sergeant Mackay stoutly. "He was my chief for about a month here, and he was the first one to get this transport licked into shape, you bet."
Manual was slowly retracing his steps to the skirts of the wood, when he suddenly turned, and asked: "Shall I post a small picket, a mere corporal's guard, in the open ground in front, and make a chain of sentinels to our works?" "We have no works we want no sentinels," returned his impatient commander; "our security is only to be found in secrecy.
You'll be an ornament to Headquarters." And the General, entering the room at that time, added: "Yes, you are as fine a looking soldier as one would wish to see, and an examaple to others. But you have not your Corporal's chevrons on. Allow me to present you with a pair. It gives me pleasure, for you have well earned them." Stepping back into his office he returned with the chevrons in his hand.
"The girl is mad with terror, Borroughcliffe," cried the colonel, bending his glistening eyes fondly on his niece, "and you will have to furnish my good-for-nothing, gouty old person with a corporal's guard, to watch my nightcap, or the silly child will have an uneasy pillow, till the sun rises once more. But you do not stir, sir?"
One afternoon I was sitting before the fire. It was getting towards dusk. There was a knock at the door. I opened it. There stood a handsome soldier, with a corporal's stripes on his sleeve. He saluted me with a smile, as he told me that his comrades had told him that there was an American lady here who did not seem to be bored if the soldiers called on her.
"What's the matter?" I exclaimed, but as I asked, I knew. I opened the bath-room door and shoved him in. "Go in there" I said, "and compose some more fairy tales." He was scarcely out of sight when the front door was thrown open, and a corporal's guard, wet yet happy, marched into the room.
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