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Keep your courage and your feet for five minutes. Then we'll live a hundred years." "Liftinant, is this soldierin'?" squealed Sweeny. "Yes, my man, this is soldiering." "Thin I'll do me dooty if I pull me arrms off." But there was not much talking. Pretty nearly all their breath was needed for the fight with the river.
"Liftinant!" exclaimed Sweeny, "thim naygurs up there is washin' their dirty hides an' pourin' the suds down on us." "It's the rain, Sweeny. There's a shower on the plateau above." "The rain, is it? Thin all nate people in that counthry must stand in great nade of ombrellys." The scene was more marvellous than ever.
"Quietly, Sweeny," remonstrated Thurstane. "Mr. Glover marches with great pain." "I've no objiction to his marchin' wid great pain or annyway Godamighty lets him, if he won't grunt about it." "But you must be civil, my man." "I ax yer pardon, Liftinant. I don't mane no harrum by blatherin'. It's a way we have in th' ould counthry. Mebbe it's no good in th' arrmy."
"Patience, Sweeny," smiled Thurstane. "We must be nearly through the cañon." "An' where will we come out, Liftinant? Is it in Ameriky? Bedad, we ought to be close to the Chaynees by this time. Liftinant, what sort o' paple lives up atop of us, annyway?" "I don't suppose anybody lives up there," replied the officer, raising his eyes to the dizzy precipices above.
"Divil a stir, Liftinant." "Did nothing happen during your guard?" "Liftinant," replied Sweeny, searching his memory for an incident which should prove his watchfulness "the moon went down." "I hope you didn't interfere." "Liftinant, I thought it was none o' my bizniss." "Send a man to relieve the sentry on the roof, and let him come down here." "I done it, Liftinant, before I throubled ye.
Sweeny, who had stared at the morsel with hungry eyes, now broke out, "I tell ye, ate it. The liftinant wants ye to." "Divide it fair," answered Glover, who could hardly restrain himself from sobbing. "I won't touch a bit av it," declared Sweeny. "It's the liftinant's own grub." "We won't divide it," said Thurstane. "I'll put it in your pocket, Glover.
"It's as aisy talkin' right as talkin' wrong," retorted Sweeny. "Ye've no call to grunt the curritch out av yer betthers. Wait till the liftinant says die." Thurstane was studying the landscape. Which of those ranges was the Cerbat, which the Aztec, and which the Pinaleva?
"This whole region is said to be a desert." "Be gorry, an' it 'll stay a desert till the ind o' the worrld afore I'll poppylate it. It wasn't made for Sweenys. I haven't seen sile enough in tin days to raise wan pataty. As for livin' on dried grizzly, I'd like betther for the grizzlies to live on me. Liftinant, I niver see sich harrd atin'. It tires the top av me head off to chew it."
Compared with the probability of plunging down an unknown depth into a boiling hell of waters, all other peril seemed too trifling to attract notice. Such a fate is an enhancement of the horrors of death. "Liftinant, let's go over with a whoop," called Sweeny. "It's much aisier." "Keep quiet, my lad," replied the officer. "We must hear orders."
"Loser goes first," said Glover, producing a copper. "Heads or tails?" "Heads," guessed Thurstane. "It's a tail. Catch hold, Capm. Slow 'n' easy till you get over." The cord holding firm, Thurstane reached the bowlder, and was presently joined by Glover. "Liftinant, I want me bagonet," cried Sweeny. "Will I go up afther it?" "How the dickens 'd you git down again?" asked Glover.
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