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In the meantime I'll keep my eyes and ears open, too, and let you know directly I sees any signs of trouble brewin'." When I descended to the cabin, a few minutes later, in response to the steward's summons to breakfast, I found Billy Stenson already seated at the table.
Her eyes filled with an almost inspired light: "Mr. Stenson is scarcely fair to me," she complained. "I did not presume to criticise his statesmanship, only there are some things here which seem pitiful. England should be the ideal democracy of the world. Your laws admit of it, your Government admits of it. Neither birth nor money are indispensable to success.
"I have made no insinuations," Julian replied. "At the same time, before we proceed to extremities, I propose that we spend half an hour studying the originals." "That's common sense," Cross declared. "There's no one can object to that. I'm none so much in favour of these typewritten slips myself." Fenn turned to whisper to Bright. Mr. Stenson rose to his feet.
It was the last section of A Battery pulling out; in command young Stenson, a round-faced, newly-joined officer, alert and eager, and not ill-pleased with the responsibility placed upon him. "Have the other sections got up all right?" I asked him. "Yes," he answered, "although they were shelled just before getting in and Bannister was wounded hit in the face, not seriously, I think."
When I brought my victim of foreign tyranny to Lingfield Terrace, Stenson, I believe, nearly fainted. He is the correctest of English valets, and his only vice, I believe, is the accordion, on which he plays jaunty hymn-tunes when I am out of the house. When he had recovered he asked me, respectfully, how they were to understand each other.
"But then we've made up our mind to one thing no general election during the war. Afterwards, I shouldn't be at all surprised if Unionists and Liberals and even Radicals didn't amalgamate and make one party." "To fight Labour," Furley said grimly. "To keep England great," Mr. Stenson replied.
Eton and Oxford are simply terrible in their narrowing effect upon your young men. It's like putting your raw material into a sausage machine." "Miss Abbeway is very severe this morning," Stenson declared, with unabated good humour. "She has been attacking my policy and my principles during the whole of our walk. Bad luck about your accident, Furley.
A figure came out of the gloom, and I recognised Stenson, A Battery's round-faced second lieutenant. "Ah! now we're all right," I called out cheerfully. "You see how we're tied up," I said, turning to Stenson. "Our headquarters is close to your battery. Which is the way to it?" Stenson's face fell. "That's what I was hoping you would tell me," he replied blankly. "I've lost myself."
"They have been content to, up to the present," the Prime Minister agreed, "but Europe may still see strange and dramatic events before many years are out." "Do go on, please," the Countess begged. Mr. Stenson shook his head. "Even as a private individual I have said more than I intended," he replied.
"The globe itself is keeping perfect time, and Darius is all right, Xerxes is a few seconds of longitude ahead of true position." "That's dreadful, Mr. Grego!" Stenson was deeply shocked. "I must adjust that the first thing tomorrow. I should have called to check on it long ago, but you know how it is. So many things to do, and so little time." "I find the same trouble myself, Mr. Stenson."
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