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Updated: June 18, 2025
He had a routh o' auld nick-nackets, Rusty airn caps, and jinglin-jackets, Would held the Loudons three in tackets, A towmond gude; And parritch-pats, and auld sayt-backets, Afore the flude. Burns. After he had settled himself in his new apartments at Fairport, Mr. Lovel bethought him of paying the requested visit to his fellow-traveller.
Immediately, he began talking about the rifle that was to be used as a surveying transit, comparing it with the ones in the big first-floor room at the Aitch-Cue House. Locating the point where the shadow of the old Cathedral of Learning had fallen proved easier than either Altamont or Loudons had expected.
Loudons held his cup out to be filled, blew on it, sipped, and then hunted on the ledge under the desk for the butt of the cigar he had half-smoked the evening before. "Did you ever drink coffee, Monty?" the socio-psychologist asked, getting the cigar drawing to his taste. "Coffee? No. I've read about it, of course.
Matters of gravity indeed; for Scotland, the prime mover in this business of Puritanism, has for leaders Argyles, Loudons, and others of the pedant species; no inspired Oliver. So these poor Scotch governors have tried getting Charles II. to adopt the Covenant as best he can have "compelled him to sign it voluntarily."
He was speaking to Altamont, rather than to Loudons. It seemed obvious that he believed Altamont to be the leader and Loudons the subordinate. "Because we are trying to bring back the best of the Old Times," Altamont told him. "Look, you have had troubles, here. So have we, many times.
"That's understandable," Loudons said, "after what their ancestors went through in the last war. And so are the others, in their own way. "But this crowd here!" Loudons put down his cigar and began chewing on his mustache, a sure sign that he was more than puzzled: he was a very worried man. Altamont respected his partner's abilities in this area.
After you've landed us, go up to this altitude use the barometric altimeter, not the radar and hold position." Loudons leaned forward from the desk to the contraption Altamont had rigged up in the nose of the helicopter; one of the telescope-sighted hunting rifles clamped in a vise, with a compass and a spirit-level under it. "Rifle's pointing downward at the correct angle now?" he asked. "Good.
Loudons voice was drily chiding as he took a pad of paper and scribbled briefly. "Take a look and figure for yourself." Altamont looked at the paper. Loudons had simply printed the first three letters of the word in capitals and separated each letter with a period. "Ouch! Yes, of course, that's what an infantry platoon would be guarding. "Go ahead, Jim, this is your end of our business.
Then all I have to do is to hold the helicopter steady, keep it at the right altitude, level and pointed in the right direction, and watch through the sight while you move the flag around, and direct you by radio." "Simple, if I had been born quintuplets!" "Mr. Altamont! Doctor Loudons!" a voice outside the helicopter called. "Are you ready for us now?"
We'll be there in a few minutes." "Loudons is bringing the helicopter," Altamont told the others. "All we have to do is to hold on, here, until he comes." A naked savage raised his head from behind what might, two hundred years ago, have been a cement park-bench and he was only a hundred yards away. Reader Rawson promptly killed him and began reloading. "I think you're right, Tenant," he said.
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