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The officer's hand still clung to the pistol he had held, but Macalister's grasp swooped and clutched and wrenched the weapon away. "Get up, my man," he said grimly. "Get up, or I'll blow a hole in ye as ye lie." He added emphasis with the point of the pistol in the other's ribs, and the officer staggered to his feet. "Now," said Macalister, "you'll quick mairch that way."
Macalister asked where he was going and what was to be done with him, and received the scant comfort that he was being sent along to an officer who would send him back as a prisoner, if he did not have him killed as German prisoners were killed by the English. "British, you mean," Macalister corrected again. "And, besides that, it's a lie."
"'Deed yes, and we will!" assented Mrs Macalister genially. "It stirs a body up to have an outing now and then. I was thinking, why shouldn't we drive over to B and see the old castle and all the sights? I've been hankering to go ever since we arrived; but it mounts up when you drive about by yourselves.
But rumours of better lands towards the south were rife, and Captain Macalister, of the border police, equipped a party of men under McMillan to go in search of them. Armed and provisioned, they journeyed over the mountains, under the guidance of the faithful native Friday, and at length from the top of a new Mount Pisgah beheld a fair land, watered throughout as the Paradise of the Lord.
The officer inspected the tying when it was completed, spoke angrily to the cringing men, and made them unfasten and re-tie the lashing as tightly as they could draw it. "And now," said the officer, "we shall continue our little conversation; but first you shall beg my pardon for that hint about a gentleman. Do you hear me beg," he snarled, as Macalister made no reply.
Comparatively speaking, Mr Macalister became quite genial and agreeable in the course of that musical hour, and when Margot finished her performance by singing "The Oak and the Ash," he waxed, for him, positively enthusiastic. "It's a small organ," he pronounced judicially, "a ve-ry small organ.
"I surrender myself to you, and demand to be treated as an honorable prisoner of war. I do not wish to be left in this man's hands." "Wish this and wish that," said Macalister, "and much good may your wishing do. Ye've heard what this officer said, so rise and mairch, unless ye wad raither I took ye further like I brocht ye here." And he moved as if to scoop the German's head under his arm again.
There was no reason to doubt the truth of what they told us, for Lizzie would have gathered information had there been any outrage, or some small piece of rag or blanket would have betrayed them. That the unfortunate men might be on the Macalister was not improbable, and thither we must bend our steps, as the last resource.
We intended to push towards the range whence both the Macalister and the Mackay rivers drew their supply; and as the former stream in its windings over the open plain approached within a mile of its large neighbour, we resolved to move the boat a little further up before starting on our new expedition.
There would be a boom then, and they might all make a bit of money. Philip had left with Macalister instructions to buy him stock whenever the opportunity presented itself. His appetite had been whetted by the thirty pounds he had made in the summer, and he wanted now to make a couple of hundred. He finished his day's work and got on a tram to go back to Kennington.
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