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"These gentlemen, sir, are Chief Inspector Winter and Detective Inspector Furneaux of Scotland Yard," said the ex-sergeant, in the awed tone which some people cannot help using when speaking of members of the Criminal Investigation Department.
Old Jules Lemaire, ex-sergeant in the 3rd regiment of the line, raised his wine glass. "Bonne chance," he said, "and may you fight the devils as we did in 1870 and 1871, and with more success too." "Enough of you and your 1870," said someone roughly. "We go out to win where you lost; there will be no Woerth or Sedan in this war.
With a jerk of the hand he designated Dario's mother, the Marchioness Montefiori and her second husband, Jules Laporte that ex-sergeant of the papal Swiss Guard, her junior by fifteen years, whom she had one day hooked at the Corso with her eyes of fire, which yet had remained superb, and whom she had afterwards triumphantly transformed into a Marquis Montefiori in order to have him entirely to herself.
Being a civilian again and relying on my military experience and knowledge of physical culture, I went to Charlottetown, Prince Edward Island, and spent the winter with ex-Sergeant Campbell, who was a dear old comrade and is now a merchant.
Once, when a company was halted beneath him, while the officers went in to the Faisan d'Or across the road, to see what they could loot in the way of drinks, the ex-sergeant aimed carefully at the captain, but he put down his rifle without firing. At last, late in the afternoon when the dusk was beginning to hide the southern hills, Jules Lemaire's waiting came to an end.
They arrived at Paris without any adventure. Malcolm went to a cabaret which had at the time when he was in the French service been much frequented by Scotch soldiers, being kept by a countryman of their own, an ex-sergeant in one of the Scottish regiments. "Ah! Sandy Macgregor," Malcolm exclaimed as the proprietor of the place approached to take their order. "So you are still in the flesh, man!
The long-nosed ex-sergeant entered. His sallow face was browned after his long journeys and exposure to the Italian sun in midsummer. He was soiled and travel-stained. "Excuse my appearance," he said. "I have had no time for even a wash since this morning. On board the boat I thought it best to keep a constant watch on Capella and his companions." "Who are they?" demanded Brett. Mr.
If he thought Foyle needed him his fingers were on the handle of the door. "Now, hurry up! What do you want with me?" asked Halbeck of his brother. "Take your time," said ex-Sergeant Foyle, as he drew the blind three- quarters down, so that they could not be seen from the street. "I'm in a hurry, I tell you. I've got my plans. I'm going South.
'Answers to the name of Jentham, perhaps? suggested Mr Inspector. 'Yes, he called himself Jentham, I believe. I I I wish to see his body; and the little old lady looked anxiously into Tinkler's purple face. 'Miss Whichello, ma'am, said the ex-sergeant with an official air, 'this request requires reflection. Do you know the party in question?
If he thought Foyle needed him his fingers were on the handle of the door. "Now, hurry up! What do you want with me?" asked Halbeck of his brother. "Take your time," said ex-Sergeant Foyle, as he drew the blind three-quarters down, so that they could not be seen from the street. "I'm in a hurry, I tell you. I've got my plans. I'm going South.
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