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"Eyah! that's ut," whispered the sergeant, "now thin Lanky du yu' shtay right here wid th' harses. Kape yu're head even if ye du hear shootin'. Du not shtir from here onless ye get ordhers from wan av us." Turning to the others he continued in a sibilant hiss, "Yu, Reddy, shlip along th' edge av th' brush here, an' over th' river-bank onto th' shingle.
I thrust the honest face av yeh I have tuk tu ye since th' handy lad ye showt yersilf with that team mix-up th' morn." Redmond, mollified, grinned shiveringly. "I don't mind a snort, Sergeant," he said, "it's d d cold out here. Beer's more in my line though. Salue!" He took a swallow or two; the bottle changed hands. "Eyah!" remarked Slavin sometime later cuddling the bottle at the "port arms."
His eyes glittered dangerously and his wide mouth wreathed into an unholy grin, "'Tis a shmart man that iver puts ut over on me at th' Orderly-room. . . Fwhy du I not sind him into th' Post? . . . eyah! fwhy du I not? . . ." Chin sunk on his huge chest, he mused awhile. George waited. "Listen, bhoy!" A terrible earnestness crept into the soft voice.
"Eyah!" grumbled Slavin, "seems I cannot hilp bein' cuk an' shtandin' orderly-man around here. I thried out Yorkey. . . . Wan day on'y tho' 'tis th' divil's own cuk he is. 'Sarjint! sez he, 'I'm no bowatchee' which in Injia he tells me means same as cuk. An' he tould th' trute at that."
Eyah! But I thrimmed um in th' finals. Wan Oirishman cannot put ut over another wan." He softly rubbed his huge hands together. "Five years! That'll tache Mishter Joe Lawrence tu go shtickin' his brand on other people's cattle! But blarney me sowl! Ryan sure is a bad man tu run up agin when he's actin' for th' defence."
So far that individual had succeeded in eluding apprehension, although minute descriptions of him had been circulated broadcast to police agencies throughout Canada and the United States. "Eyah!"
"It's my belief the beggar'd flirt with Mrs. Lee, himself, if he only got the chance" said Redmond laconically, "d'you recollect that day he picked her parcel up for her how nice she was to him?" "Eyah," said Slavin darkly, "I remimber ut! That man" he darted an accusing finger at Yorke "wud thry tu come th' Don Jewan wid anything wid a shkirrt on from coast to coast. Flirrt?
Hear now! He settled himself at ease on the top of the carriage. 'I'll tell you all about ut. Av coorse I will name no names, for there's wan that's an orf'cer's lady now, that was in ut, and no more will I name places, for a man is thracked by a place. 'Eyah! said Ortheris lazily, 'but this is a mixed story wot's comin'. 'Wanst upon a time, as the childer-books say, I was a recruity.
"Eyah!" said he, and with one jerk he produced our three letters, fan-fashion, in his right hand, and then they vanished as quickly, and he clapped his empty palms and cried, "Ha, ha! Ha, ha!" "It's clever, there's no denying," said Alister, "but it's an uncanny kind of cleverness." Something uncannier was to come.
A few hours' rest, and he is on the move again: "Eyah, well...." moving northward again, noting time by the sun; a meal of barley cakes and goats' milk cheese, a drink of water from the stream, and on again. This day too he journeys, for there are many kindly spots in the woods to be explored. What is he seeking? A place, a patch of ground?
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