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"I object to that, colonel," one of the lieutenants said hotly. The Sov officer ignored him. "Four, to dispose of the more aggressive potential rebels, by allowing them to kill each other off in the continual combat." "That, sir, is simply not true," the lieutenant blurted. Joe couldn't remember if he was Andersen or Dickson, even their names were similar.
Joe, the organization doesn't need martyrs at this stage. It does need good, competent, highly trained members such as Joe Mauser." He said nothing. Nadine stepped suddenly closer to him. Her perfume, he noted, vaguely, was new, some sweet scent found here in the Sov world, undoubtedly. It had a heady quality, or was that merely the close presence of Nadine herself?
Besides, I remember sich a gal addressin' of me this mornin'. If you say her it was, I'll detect her for ye. Wat. There's a good boy! What's your name? Bill. Timothy, sir. Wat. What else? Bill. Never had no other leastways as I knows on. Wat. Well, Timothy there's the other sov. and it's yours the moment you take me to her. Look at it. Bill. My eye! Is she a square Moll, sir? Wat.
Getting the better of her feelings for a moment, she turned her face and said, "It was all my fault! The sov. is a good one. It's only cracked! I ought to have known, and changed it for you. Then all would have been well!" "I don't think it would have made any difference, ma'am. We would rather sleep on the ground than in a bed that mightn't be clean wouldn't we, Abby?"
'Half a WHAT? asked Anthea. 'Arf a shiner, quid, thick 'un half a sov, then. 'I haven't got it and, besides, it's OUR bird, said Anthea. 'Oh, don't talk to him, said Cyril and then Jane said suddenly 'Phoenix dear Phoenix, we can't do anything. YOU must manage it. 'With pleasure, said the Phoenix and Ike nearly dropped it in his amazement. 'I say, it do talk, suthin' like, said he.
"Capital fellow, with plenty of capital, eh?" said Mr Medlock; "your shoot, Pillans, and I don't mind going a sov. with you on the cannon." Of course Pillans lost his sovereign, as he did several others before the game was over. Then, feeling he had had enough enjoyment for one evening, he said good-bye and followed his friend home. But some one else had already followed his friend home.
"This is more like a 'alf-dollar job, Sir," he groaned, waving the paper, "wot wiv' the haddress an' all." "Oh er yes, bit thick for a bob, perhaps; here's half a sov...." "That's more like ''Eres to yer, Mr. D " remarked the good man outside the door. "And don't yer werry about trifles o' chainge. Be a gent!" Lucille read and re-read the telegram in many ways. "Can do so. Cheer up.
It came to Joe that there was more of this in the Sov world than at home. The Sov proletarians evidently spent less time at their Telly sets than did the Lowers in the West-world. They found a table, crowded though the nightspot was, and ordered a bottle of chilled Feteasca.
Max, in his role as batman, conducted him to Joe, doing little to keep his scowl of dislike for the Hungarian from his face. Max was getting fed up with the airs of Sov officers; caste lines were over here, if anything, more strictly drawn than at home. Joe came to his feet on recognizing his visitor and answered the other's bow. "Colonel Kossuth," he said. Bela Kossuth clicked heels.
Do let a fellow pass!" and with mouth at ear he added: "It's an affair of the 'eart! 'Ere's a sov " "Couldn't, my friend, couldn't", the guardsman said. But now Harris: "Why, there she is 'erself, so 'elp-! come out to meet me, as the Lord liveth!" ran then toward where she looked over to send up the hoarse whisper: "I sye didn't you tell me yourself to come ?"
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