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"That's not your duty," said the Colonel. "Your duty is to be with the men, in the firing line, ready to render first aid when required." "Beg pardon, sir," said McMahon, "but I don't think that you're quite right in saying " "Do you mean to tell me," said the Colonel, "that it isn't the duty of a medical officer to accompany the men into the firing line?" McMahon saluted again.
The new-comer passed on, and made her greetings to Ferguson and McMahon with the like pleasant hospitality, shaking hands with each. "This is, indeed, charming," she exclaimed heartily. "Did you bring your wives along?" Schmidt, as usual, constituted himself the spokesman. "Mrs. Hamilton," he stated, with somber impressiveness, "this is business." "Good gracious!" Mrs.
I said for the murdering of McMahon. "Have they found the body?" were the first words that fell from his lips, which he doubtless would not have uttered had I not caught him off his guard. I told him they had, which was false. "You want to take me away with you and not let me see my wife and bid her good-bye?" I informed him that I would, telling him that she could come to see him if she liked.
On May 3rd he declared war. On the 12th he arrived at Genoa, commanded in person, on the 4th of June, at the battle of Magenta, where, but for the superior generalship of Marshal McMahon, he would have lost his life, together with his army, and on the 24th of the same month won the great victory of Solferino.
As was his custom, Mazarine gave the other a sharp, scrutinizing look, but he saw no one he knew; and he passed on. The furtive smile which had betrayed his content at pocketing the six thousand dollars still lingered at the corners of his mouth. Though he did not know the legally innocent McMahon whom he had just passed, McMahon was not so ignorant.
Delancy, after one look of shocked amazement at the unwieldy figure squeezed into a gilt chair, which threatened momentarily to collapse under the unaccustomed burden, recovered the poise of the well-bred woman of unquestioned social position, and went forward cordially, holding out her hand. "Oh, it's Mrs. McMahon!" she exclaimed, with a pleasant smile.
"Schmidt's right," Ferguson added. "Mr. Hamilton and you, ma'am, are human. So, we've decided to stick it out for a while, anyhow." McMahon, too, yielded his tribute of commendation. "Yes, Mrs. Hamilton," he said seriously, "there's one thing that the bosses generally don't understand; but the men always appreciate it when the boss, and the boss's wife, too, are on the level."
He was anxious, if possible, to make McMahon do a little work. It was annoying to think that this young man, horribly addicted to slacking, should be lying on his back in the shade. Yet he did not at once see his way to any plan for making McMahon run about in the heat. It was while he scanned the position of B Company through his field glasses that an idea suddenly occurred to him.
"We only report back to them." "But you three really decide," Hamilton persisted. "Come, give me your decision now." Ferguson and McMahon regarded each other doubtfully, in silence, as if uncertain how to proceed. But Schmidt was not given to hesitation in expressing himself on any occasion.
He was received with high courtesies by Queen Victoria of England, President McMahon and President Grévy of France, the emperors of Germany, Russia, and Austria, the kings of Belgium, Italy, Holland, Sweden, and Spain, Pope Leo XIII., the Sultan of Turkey, the Khedive of Egypt, the Duke of Wellington, Prince Bismarck, M. Gambetta, Lord Lytton, Viceroy of India, King Thebau of Burmah, Prince Kung of China, the Emperor of Siam, the Mikado of Japan, and many others only less famous.
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