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"I see very plainly," announced Hippy, "that I shall have to drop this O'Malley affair and defend myself against later unkind attacks. But first I shall eat my dessert, then I shall have greater strength to renew the fray." "Then my services as a settler of arguments are not required," laughed Grace.
"I say, old man, are you hit bad?" Allison's voice came to Stan through the dizzy haze closing in around him. "Just nicked," Stan muttered and grinned. By some twist Allison and O'Malley had escaped. He felt much better, so much better that he laughed, or thought he did. Stan lay on his bunk with a medic giving him treatment before the ambulance boys packed him off.
Whether O'Farrell had the grace to drop behind, or whether I pushed ahead I don't know, but next moment Doctor Herter and I were pacing along, side by side, keeping well ahead of the others, in spite of his limp. "I thought I never wanted to see you again, Mary O'Malley," he said; "but that glimpse I had, in the hospice, showed me my mistake.
"Get ready my pack, feed the cattle, and be prepared to set out at a moment's warning." "Good advice, O'Malley," said the colonel, as he overheard the last direction to my servant. "I hope the nags are in condition?" "Why yes, sir, I believe they are." "All the better; you've a sharp ride before you. Meanwhile let me introduce my friend; Captain Beaumont, Mr. O'Malley.
O'Malley was beside him. "That bird may try something," O'Malley said out of the side of his mouth. "We sure slipped up when we didn't let him tell this plan to the colonel," Stan said sourly. The boys sloshed out on the field. Stan looked over the dim outlines of the planes. He would have six ships in his penetration flight. His boys had been carefully instructed.
"Well done, O'Malley!" sang out the little adjutant, as I flew past and pulled up in the middle of the Plaza. "Something devilish like Galway in that leap," said a very musical voice beside me; and at the same instant a tall, soldier-like man, in an undress dragoon frock, touched his cap, and said, "A 14th man, I perceive, sir. May I introduce myself? Major O'Shaughnessy."
O'Malley, you'll be wanting something of that kind, if we can find it for you." "Many thanks, Major; but my cattle are on the way here already. I've only three horses, but I think they are tolerably good ones." The major now turned to Burton and said something in a low tone, to which the other replied, "Well, if you say so, I'll get it; but it's devilish dear." "Dear, my young friend!
Amidst questions innumerable; explanations sought for on all sides; mistakes and misconceptions as to the whole occurrence, we took our way towards the villa, Lucy walking between Sir George and Donna Inez, while I followed, leaning upon Power's arm. "They've caught him again, O'Malley," said the general, turning half round to me; "he, too, seemed as much frightened as any of us."
For some minds, I reflected, a Sankey hymn-book might hold dreams that were every bit as potent as his own, and far less troublesome. But that "Mr. Pan, or some such gentleman" should serve as a "reference" between lodger and landlady was an unwitting comment on the modern point of view that made me want to cry rather than to laugh. O'Malley and Mrs.
He got up and walked over to where the R.A.F. boys were pitching quoits. "Care to get in?" a captain asked him. "Thanks, I'll have a try," Stan answered. O'Malley stretched out on the bench and went to sleep. He slept through until lunch call was sounded. Stan mixed with the British officers and learned what he could about conditions.
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