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That's my pay in advance, and if in less than six months you two don't give those two bullies a big dressing down, why, I'm a Dutchman." "Oh, Lom!" "Oh, thank you!" I cried. "Thank you, my lads, and God bless you both. Fighting's generally bad, but it's good sometimes. There, be off, both of you, and I'll write a letter for those gloves to-night." We left him with our hearts beating high.
But Alexander was no puppet of his staff; he understood his business as the commander of the army of the Lom, performed his functions in a firm, quiet fashion, and withal was the trusty and successful warden of the eastern marches. His force never amounted to 50,000 men, and his enemy was in considerably greater strength.
"Messrs Hock and Block's, the bankers, in Lom bard Street?" said Mr Tombe, taking a little more time. "Yes; I bank there," said Vavasor, sharply. "A most respectable house." "Has any money been paid there to my credit, by you, Mr Tombe?" "May I ask you why you put the question to me, Mr Vavasor?" "Well, I don't think you may.
Then about Mercer, and what he would say what he would do. "Are we both to have a good thrashing?" I asked myself, as the horse cantered on, and, "Right wheel left wheel forward!" rang in my ears. "Are we to be made more uncomfortable than ever?" I thought; "and shall we forget all about what old Lom taught us?"
"Oh, nonsense, Lom!" "Fact, sir, fact. Think I don't know? A civilian rides, sir, like a monkey, bumping himself up and down, and waggling his elbows out like a young chicken learning to fly. There, you be easy, and I'll teach you how to ride same as I did how to fight." "But I don't know that you have taught me how to fight. I haven't tried yet." Lomax chuckled. "Wait a bit," he said.
"I say," he whispered, "let's get up early to-morrow morning, and go and see old Lom." I shook my head. "I've had lessons enough in boxing," I said; "I don't want to fight any more." "I didn't mean a lesson," said Mercer. "I want to go and tell him all about how we got on."
Italy needed a victory, and Cadorna achieved enough to keep up the illusion of triumphant progress. The bombardment began on 18 August and the infantry attack on the 19th over an extended front of thirty miles from Lom to the north of the Bainsizza plateau to the Hermada and the shores of the Adriatic.
First of all, little Wilson took heart and gave me a cheer, then he began to grow excited, and to cry in an eager whisper, "Well done, Burr junior! Hooray! That's it. Give it him. Hooray! down again." Burr major got up, looking fierce as well as confused, and sat panting on his second's knee; and as I sat on mine, Tom Mercer gave me a hug. "Splendid!" he whispered. "Hooray for old Lom!
We hurried along the lawn, leaving him looking out, ran lightly along the grassy marge of the carriage drive, and passed through the swing gate, but stopped short. "Caught," I said to myself, as a tall, dark figure stepped out before us. "Hallo! where are you young gents going?" "Oh, Lom, don't tell," I panted. "There are poachers down in Long Spinney." "I know," he said; "I heard 'em."
He allowed Suleiman Pasha to fling his troops in vain against the natural stronghold of the Russians at the Shipka Pass, and had made no dispositions for succouring Lovtcha. Obviously he should have concentrated the Turkish forces so as to deal a timely and decisive blow either on the Lom or on the Sofia-Plevna road.
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