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'This beats milk-punch and mayonnaise. 'Oh, why didn't we think of these things when we had him at our mercy? Eames wailed. 'Never mind we'll try it on the next chap. You've a mind, Claus. 'Now we'll call on 'em at Mess, said Wontner, as they minced towards the door. 'I think I'll call on your Colonel, said Stalky. 'He oughtn't to miss this. Your first attempt?
"You chaps always behave as if you were jawin' us when we come to jaw you." "You're a lot too cheeky," said Craye. "I don't quite see where the cheek comes in, except on your part, in interferin' with a private matter between me an' Beetle after it has been settled by Prout." Stalky winked cheerfully at the others. "That's the worst of clever little swots," said McTurk, addressing the gas.
"And even if it wasn't," said Stalky, flat on his back, staring into the blue. "Even suppose we were miles out of bounds, no one could get at us through this wuzzy, unless he knew the tunnel. Isn't this better than lyin' up just behind the Coll. in a blue funk every time we had a smoke? Isn't your Uncle Stalky ?" "No," said Beetle he was stretched at the edge of the cliff spitting thoughtfully.
You ought to have heard his apologies. 'But Pater can't fight one little bit, Mullins repeated. ''Twasn't fighting. He just tried to murder every one. Stalky described the affair, and when he left Mullins went off to take counsel with the Head, who, out of a cloud of blue smoke, told him that all would yet be well. 'Winton, said he, 'is a little stiff in his moral joints. He'll get over that.
Far down the steep-banked Devonshire lane he heard the husky hoot of the carrier's horn. There was a ghost of melody in it, as it might have been the wind in a gin-bottle essaying to sing, "It's a way we have in the Army." Stalky smiled a tight-lipped smile, and at extreme range opened fire: the old horse half wheeled in the shafts. "Where he gwaine tu?" hiccoughed Rabbits-Eggs.
Yet none of our chaps died, that I can remember." "Talkin' of baths," said McTurk, with a chuckle, "'member our bath in Number Five, Beetle, the night Rabbits-Eggs rocked King? What wouldn't I give to see old Stalky now! He is the only one of the two Studies not here." "Stalky is the great man of his Century," said Dick Four. "How d'you know?" I asked. "How do I know?" said Dick Four, scornfully.
"And he turned us out himself himself himself!" This from McTurk. "He can't begin to suspect us. Oh, Stalky, it's the loveliest thing we've ever done." "Gum! Gum! Dollops of gum!" shouted Beetle, his spectacles gleaming through a sea of lather. "Ink and blood all mixed. I held the little beast's head all over the Latin proses for Monday. Golly, how the oil stunk!
He was sulky angry with his own side for their cowardice, and Rutton Singh wanted to bayonet him Sikhs don't understand fightin' against the Government after you've served it honestly but Stalky rescued him, and froze on to him tight with ulterior motives, I believe. When we got back to the fort, we buried young Everett Stalky wouldn't hear of blowin' up the place and bunked.
"Oh, no; but in the Coll. we must be pro-cadet-corps like anything. Can't you make up a giddy epigram, a' la Catullus, about King objectin' to it?" Beetle was at this noble task when Stalky returned all hot from his first drill. "Hullo, my ramrod-bunger!" began McTurk. "Where's your dead dog? Is it Defence or Defiance?" "Defiance," said Stalky, and leaped on him at that word.
"Now about my being a beast." "Pax oh, pax!" cried Sefton; "make it pax. I'll give up! Let me off! I'm broke! I can't stand it!" "Ugh! Just when we were gettin' our hand in!" grunted McTurk. "They didn't let Clewer off, I'll swear." "Confess apologize quick!" said Stalky. From the floor Sefton made unconditional surrender, more abjectly even than Campbell He would never touch any one again.
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