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Take that er topmast of yours away! Here's the man with the bow-string. I wish I were a staff-captain instead of a bloody lootenant. Sperril sleeps below every night. That's what makes Sperril tumble home from the waist uppards. Sperril, I defy you to touch me. I'm under orders for Zanzibar. Probably I shall annex it!"
"Well, sir," he started, "it wus like this 'ere. The Jackass is one o' these 'ere light cruisers, and one mornin' at 'arf parst nine, arter the fust lootenant, Number One, as we calls 'im, arter 'e 'ad finished tellin' off the 'ands for their work arter divisions, the doctor 'appened to be standin' close alongside 'im, Number One beckons to the chief buffer..."
De bulls never went nowhere except into Chang's. Dere's a new lootenant in de precinct inaugeratin' himself, dat's all. S'long, Larry I gotta date." "S'long, Chick!" responded Jimmie Dale and started slowly back along the cross street. It was not the police, then, who were interested in his movements! Then who? He shook his head with a little, savage, impotent gesture.
"Don't take too much, then, you sinner. Where did you get this money, sir?" "Shure the lootenant mustn't blow on me," said Hogan, with rapture in his eyes and a glibness born of poteen on his tongue, "but that court-martial was the makin' of me fortune, sir.
'Are ye Gairman heroes or just low-doon Austreens that ye fear ain wee bairdie? "'Lootenant, say they, 'yon feller is Tam o' the Scoots, the Brigand o' the Stars! "'Ech! he says. 'Gang oop, ain o' ye, an' ask the lad to coom doon an' tak' a soop wi' us we maun keep on the recht side o' Tam!"
The officer stopped still, swaying from side to side, and said in a whining voice: "Shonny, d'you know where Henry'sh Bar is?" "No, I don't, Major," said Andrews, who felt himself enveloped in an odor of cocktails. "You'll help me to find it, shonny, won't you?... It's dreadful not to be able to find it.... I've got to meet Lootenant Trevors in Henry'sh Bar."
I wouldn't associate with a sergeant, would I, lootenant? He kept on calling me lootenant.... Well that was how they got this new charge against me. Somebody picked up the sergeant an' he got concussion o' the brain an' there's hell to pay, an' if the poor buggar croaks.... I'm it.... Compree?
"He don't trust no body. All the same, we're goin' to have enough boards for our floor." "How are we goin' to manage it?" asked Si. "Lots o' ways. There's no need o' your carryin' that paper back to the Lootenant. I might pick up several hundred feet and sneak away without your knowin' it. Say," as a bright idea struck him, "what's the use o' goin' back to the Lootenant at all?
It can't mean nothin' else, or it wouldn't be addressed to you, pap. 'Hospital at Chattanooga. Chattanooga's near where the battle was fought. 'Badly wounded. That means Si's bin shot. 'E. C. Bower's ox. What in the world can that be?" "Bowersox?" said her father, catching the sound. "Why, that's the name o' the Lootenant Si and Shorty was under when they came home.
"Well, sir, the fust lootenant tells the chief buffer to 'ave the buoys bled, but it so 'appens that the doctor 'eard wot 'e said, so up 'e comes. 'Did I 'ear you tellin' the Chief Bos'un's Mate to 'ave the boys bled? he arsks. 'You did indeed, Sawbones, Number One tells 'im. 'But surely that's my bizness? sez the doctor. 'Your bizness! sez Number One, frownin' like.
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