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"Are you still going to wait until to-morrow before you report Heinie to the police?" Mr. Cook passed his hand across his brow as if to wipe away the doubts that assailed him. "Heinrich and Lena both," he muttered. "What a pity." "I tell you what I'll do," he exclaimed finally.
After a breathless pause: "Well," said I, "what will you do about it?" for he was looking murder at me. Neither of us spoke again for a few moments; an officer, smoking a cigarette, came up between Heinie and Pick-em-up Joe, adjusted a periscope and set his eye to it.
"Me and Heinie and Joe was follerin’ the races down to Boolong when this here war come and put everything on the blink. Aw, hell, sez I, come on back to Parus an’ look ’em over before we skiddoo home meanin’ the dames an’ all like that. Say, we done what I said; we come back to Parus, an’ we got in wrong! Listen, Doc; them dames had went crazy over this here war graft. Veeve France, sez they.
Joe, we’ll get you sooner or later. Don’t take the trouble to doubt it. Why not order a new pack and a fresh deal? Why not resolve to live straight from this moment here where you have taken your place in the ranks among real men here where this army stands for liberty, for the right to live! You’ve got your chance to become a real man; so has Heinie. And when you come back, we’ll stand by you "
It finally stopped, however, and one of the boys dragged it out into the light for an examination. On the side it was branded "BEARDMORE, SCOTLAND." Now, how do you suppose Heinie got that? On October twelfth there was a general attack along our front, to try out some new "smoke bombs" and shells. It was the first time the smoke barrage was used.
Just then the door of the house opened and a trim looking maid appeared and greeted the chauffeur familiarly as "Heinie". He replied by a wink and a series of movements with his eyebrows which threw the maid into a spasm of amusement.
"Commong ça va?" inquired Heinie, evidently mortified at his situation and condition, but putting on the careless front of a gunman in a strange ward. Pick-em-up Joe added jauntily: "Well, Doc, what’s the good word?" "France," I replied, smiling; "Do you know a better word?" "Yes," he said, "Noo York. Say, what’s your little graft over here, Doc?"
"I didn't know that was his car," said Bob in surprise. "Yes," said Heinrich, "and I was mit him. You and Hugh followed us and we knew it, so to scare you away I took the automobile and brought it home. You see Mr. Wernberg wanted to do it all himself." "We couldn't understand it," muttered Hugh. "To think that you were fooling us all the time, Heinie."
"I'm a policeman you know," said Sergeant Riley sharply. Heinrich ignored the implied threat completely. "Come on, Heinie," urged Bob cajolingly. "Don't be foolish." "I can't read it," said Heinrich again. "You know," said Mr. Cook, "we're suspicious of some things you have done already, Heinrich. Don't make it worse if you can help it." "I can't read it," said Heinrich.
I come down this morning and I look in the tub to say good-morning to Percy. The tub iss here, but Percy iss gone." "There are some queer things going on around here, Heinie," said Bob. "I like to catch the man what steal him," said Heinrich fiercely. "I'd like to catch lots of people," said Bob. "Maybe he fell out of the tub." "He could not do that," exclaimed Heinrich. "The sides iss too high."
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