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Updated: May 13, 2025
I guess you ain't interested in any other gun-factory, and politics don't weigh with you. How did it feel your end of the game? What's my gun done, anyway? "'I hate to disappoint you, says Captain Mankeltow, 'because I know you feel as an inventor. I wasn't feeling like an inventor just then.
Mankeltow rubs his neck with his handkerchief. The man the far side of the machine starts to run. Lundie down the ride, or it might have been Walen, shouts, "What's happened?" Mankeltow says, "Collar that chap." 'The second man runs ring-a-ring-o'-roses round the machine, one hand reachin' behind him. Mankeltow heads him off to me. He breaks blind for Walen and Lundie, who are runnin' up the ride.
"I mentioned it to Van Zyl, because it struck me I had about knocked their Royal British moral endways. "'No, says he, rocking as usual on his pony. 'My Captain Mankeltow he is sick. That is all. "'So's your Captain Mankeltow's guns, I said. 'But I'm going to make 'em a heap sicker before he gets well. "'No, says Van Zyl. 'He has had the enteric a little.
"I don't think that's ever been done before by an ex-officio member. I must ask the secretary." I guess he was kinder bunkered for the minute, or maybe 'twas the lordship comin' out on him. "Rot!" says Mankeltow. "Walen's right. We can't afford to be tried. We'll have to bury them; but my head-gardener locks up all the tools at five o'clock." "Not on your life!" says Lundie.
"He was peeking through his glasses at the camp, and I was helping pepper, the General's sow-belly just as usual when he turns to me quick and says, 'Almighty! How all these Englishmen are liars! You cannot trust one, he says. 'Captain Mankeltow tells our Johanna he comes not back till Tuesday, and to-day is Friday, and there he is! Almighty! The English are all Chamberlains!
They ought to have been ashamed too, playin' gun-men in a British peer's park! I took big chances startin' her without controls, but 'twas a dead still night an' a clear run you saw it across the Theatre into the park, and I prayed she'd rise before she hit high timber. I set her all I dared for a quick lift. I told Mankeltow that if I gave her too much nose she'd be liable to up-end and flop.
Both men jump out and start fussin' with the engines. I was starting to tell Mankeltow I can't remember to call him Marshalton any more that it looked as if the Royal British Flying Corps had got on to my Rush Silencer at last; but he steps out from under the yew to these two Stealthy Steves and says, "What's the trouble? Can I be of any service?"
That darned cleek had hit him on the back of the neck just where his helmet stopped. He'd got his. I knew it by the way the head rolled in my hands. Then the others came up the ride totin' their load. No mistakin' that shuffle on grass. D'you remember it in South Africa? Ya-as. "Hsh!" says Lundie. "Do you know I've broken this man's neck?" "Same here," I says. "What? Both?" says Mankeltow.
Mankeltow puts his hand on it he never touched the trigger an', bein' an automatic, of course the blame thing jarred off spiteful as a rattler! "Look out! They'll have one of us yet," says Walen in the dark. But they didn't the Lord hadn't quit being our shepherd and we heard the bullet zip across the veldt quite like old times. Ya-as! "Swine!" says Mankeltow.
She was very well equipped, I found two electric torches in clips alongside her barometers by the rear seat. "What make is she?" says Mankeltow. "Continental Renzalaer," I says. "My engines and my Rush Silencer." 'Walen whistles. "Here let me look," he says, and grabs the other torch. She was sure well equipped. Walen starts to go through 'em.
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