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"Yes, sir; they fired well, a hundred rounds, I should think. They scattered all the Germans, sir: they ran like mad." We had given up hope of ever hearing again of the two sniping guns sited just behind the original front line, C's 18-pdr. and D's 4·5 how. They were at least 2000 yards in front of the ill-fated A Battery, and must have been captured.
Morning frocks of linen and a tailored street suit seemed to be ample in amount and variety. Bernice had more and grander ones, but the two D's were entirely satisfied, and watched the packing of their small trunks with joyful contentment. Dolly put in her diary, declaring she should write a full account of each day's happenings. "Then that'll do for me," said Dotty.
"He certainly does write a nice hand," said Maria, scanning the inclosure deliberately. "Just see how he makes his d's and s's. All his up-strokes are light, and all his down ones are heavy, just as the writing-master used to teach. And his curves are just lovely. And what a funny name he has signed. J. T. No; I. T. No; that's a J, because it comes down below the line.
They certainly did agree to that, and then Mr. Forbes asked the two D's to choose. "I want to go to the Metropolitan Museum, with you!" said Dolly, half afraid to ask such a boon. But Mr. Forbes seemed pleased, and declared he would be delighted to go with her, and explain the exhibits and the others could go or not, as they liked.
Mark the Zodiac's radiant bow, That's a collar fit for HOWE! And, then P tl d's brighter far, The Pole shall furnish you a Star! Damn their ribands and their garters, Get you to your post and quarters, Think, on what things are ribands showered The two Sir Georges Y and H ! Look to what rubbish Stars will stick, To Dicky H n and Johnny D k!
Here, owing to Miss F d's great fatigue, she having been for a considerable time in a very delicate state of health, it was determined to put up for the night.
Doxy Morton, now, would eat an apple clean down to the core, 'n' then count the seeds 'n' put 'em on the window-sill to dry, 'n' get up 'n' put the core in the stove, 'n' wipe her hands on the roller towel, 'n' take up her sewin' agin; 'n' if you 've got to be cuttin' 'nitials in tree bark an' writin' of 'em in the grass with a stick like you 've ben doin' for the last half-hour, you 're blamed lucky to be doin' D's not F's, like Dixie there!"
"Halloo, Fitzpatrick, is that you?" said Tony, "what in G d's name are you doing with that poor devil? I believe you and Dillon have killed him." By this time Dillon had got up; and McKeon and Blake together helped the other man to his feet; his wrath was by this time thoroughly kindled, and he was swearing all manner of vengeance against Fitzpatrick the other man's name he did not know.
No escape from this dilemma presenting itself to our friend D's devout but feeble mind, X follows up the assault, by asking him, as a deductio ad absurdum, whether he should like to see the Pope in sandals like St Peter.
None of the officers were being allowed to return to town, but by dint of good luck and a little palm oil, we dashed into a cab and reached the other station just in time to catch the up-going train. "We stay at an hotel to-night," I said to Heasy, "I positively won't turn up at the D's again." He had seen us off, "positively for the last time," at 7.30 that morning.
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