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Updated: May 2, 2025
"Tole the Madame you'd pay, Skinny," said the man as he passed Andrews's chair. Andrews nodded. The two M. P.'s drew up to the table beside which Andrews sat. Andrews could not keep his eyes off them. Bill Huggis hummed as he pulled the cork out of the bottle. "It's the smile that makes you happy, It's the smile that makes you sad." Handsome watched him, grinning.
Suddenly they both burst out laughing. "An" the damn fool thinks he's in a school battalion," said Handsome in his shrill voice. "It'll be another kind of a battalion you'll be in, Skinny," cried Bill Huggis. He stifled his laughter with a long drink from the bottle. He smacked his lips. "Not so goddam bad," he said.
Is there anything I can do about it?" "They'll fix you up, don't worry," cried the M. P. shrilly. "You ain't a member of the General Staff in disguise, are ye? School Detachment! Gee, won't Bill Huggis laugh when he hears that? You pulled the best one yet, buddy.... But come along," he added in a confidential tone. "If you come quiet I won't put the handcuffs on ye."
He tried to count the bottles; "one, two, three..." but he was staring in the lustreless grey eyes of Bill Huggis, who lay back in his chair, blowing smoke out of his nose, now and then reaching for the cognac bottle, all the while humming faintly, under his breath: "It's the smile that makes you happy, It's the smile that makes you sad."
You'll set us up to a glass o' cognac, won't you, School Detachment?" Andrews sat very stiff in his chair, staring at them. "Yes," he said, "order up what you like." "Keep an eye on him, Handsome. You never can tell what this quiet kind's likely to pull off on you." Bill Huggis strode out of the room with heavy steps. In a moment he came back swinging a bottle of cognac in his hand.
Handsome sat with his elbows on the table, and his chin in his beefy hands. His face was flushed crimson, but the skin was softly moulded, like a woman's. The light in the room was beginning to grow grey. Handsome and Bill Huggis stood up. A young officer, with clearly- marked features and a campaign hat worn a little on one side, came in, stood with his feet wide apart in the middle of the floor.
An idea had suddenly come into Andrews's head. "Gee, the bastard kin drink cognac," cried Handsome. "Got enough money to buy us another bottle?" Andrews nodded. He wiped his mouth absently with his handkerchief; he had drunk the raw cognac without tasting it. "Get another bottle, Handsome," said Bill Huggis carelessly. A purplish flush had appeared in the lower part of his cheeks.
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