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You'd best throw yours first, Horan, and as soon as it's gone off, let 'em have it with your pistol. Then, if there are any of 'em left, you whack yours in, Dave. He crept away, the others followed, and a few moments later they found themselves crouching close together under the low parapet of the rifle pit.
'That's what, said Roy Horan, who had got up and joined Ken. 'They've sent her along to lend us a hand. Oh, I tell you, she's no slouch. Watch her now! Gee, but she's giving Young Turkey something to chew on. 'Why, there's a regular fleet! exclaimed Ken, rubbing the last of the sleep from his eyes. 'This is something like. Some of those sniping gentlemen are going to be sorry for themselves.
Boat after boat came stealing out of the gloom, all loaded down to the gunwales with fighting men, yet all moving with a silence that was positively uncanny. The oars were carefully muffled and no one spoke aloud. Dave sat next to Ken, but Horan was not with them. He had been ordered into another boat with his company. Dave put his mouth close to Ken's ear.
By Quest's directions, the automobile was brought to a stand-still at a point where it skirted the main railway line, and close to the section house which he had appointed for his rendezvous with Laura. She had apparently seen their approach and she came out to meet them at once, accompanied by a short, thick-set man whom she introduced as Mr. Horan. "This is Mr.
'About time we did another sally to look for that machine gun, said big Roy Horan in his ear. 'Not in the daylight, answered Ken, shaking his head. 'We shouldn't have a dog's chance of reaching it. 'Well, something's got to happen pretty soon, answered Roy, ducking, as a shell burst almost overhead. 'Something's got to happen, or there won't be enough of us left to hold this blessed dug-out.
A few nights after his return thither he sent for M. Horan, one of the physicians who had attended Josephine during her last illness. "So, Monsieur Horan," said he, "you did not leave the Empress during her malady?" "No, Sire." "What was the cause of that malady?" "Uneasiness of mind . . . grief." "You believe that?" He then asked, "Was she long ill? Did she suffer much?"
'Look at that! growled Roy Horan, pointing to a stalwart bluejacket who had just dropped at his oar as the boat pushed off the beach. 'It's murder! That's what it is. Sheer murder! Why the blazes can't the ships turn loose? 'Because they've got nothing to fire at. You can't chuck away 6-inch shells on the off chance of killing one sniper. You wait until the Turks appear in force.
Further, he read: "'Let's have a nip on it, said Patsy Horan. "'Sure, said Carter Watson. "And, arm in arm, they ambled for the nearest saloon." Now, from the whole adventure, Watson carried away no bitterness. It was a social experience of a new order, and it led to the writing of another book, which he entitled, "POLICE COURT PROCEDURE: A Tentative Analysis."
'Oh, I say, sergeant, can't we stay and look at the pretty scenery? said Roy Horan plaintively. 'No, ye can't, was the gruff retort. 'Orders are that all the men are to turn in and take what rest they can. Faith, it's mighty little slape any of ye will get, once you're ashore. Go down now and ate your suppers and rest. I'm thinking ye'll be taking tay with the Turks before you're a dale older.
"Well! well!" and then Napoleon much affected drew close to M. Horan, and added, "You say that she was in grief; from what did that arise?" "From passing events, Sire; from your Majesty's position last year." "Ah! she used to speak of me then?" "Very often." Here Napoleon drew his hand across his eyes, which seemed filled with tears. He then went on. "Good woman! Excellent Josephine!
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