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Then my host returned and bade me ascend to his bedroom. 'You're Private Henry Tomkins of the 12th Gloucesters, and you'll find your clothes ready for you. I'll send on your present togs if you give me an address. I did as I was bid, and presently emerged in the uniform of a British private, complete down to the shapeless boots and the dropsical puttees.
Kneel, ye scuts, kneel." "Larry," I cried, "are you going crazy?" "Not a bit of it," he said. "I'm that and more if Comrade Marakinoff is on the level. Whoop! Bring forth the royal jewels an' put a whole new bunch of golden strings in Tara's harp an' down with the Sassenach forever! Whoop!" He did a wild jig. "Lord how good the old togs feel," he grinned. "The touch of 'em has gone to my head.
As for me, I couldn't help following the three, in a sort of wonder to see what would happen, to see whether the sailor-man in his wet togs would just melt away into the moonshine. But he didn't. I moved slowly, and I remembered afterwards that I walked on the grass, instead of on the path, as if I were afraid they might hear me coming.
"Get off my deck, you dirty crimp," roared the captain. "Slide now, or I'll have you thrown off." Mr. Jones made a hurried departure. Once in the boat, he shook his fist at Barclay and cursed him fluently. The captain turned away promptly. "Mr. Farwell, if you'll step this way the steward will outfit you with some clothes. If they don't fit they'll do better than those togs you're wearing."
The Fordham High School boys were out in the field, practicing. As seen in their padded togs they were an extra-bulky looking lot. "Great Scott!" grunted Darrin, half disgustedly. "Each one of those Fordham fellows must weigh close to a ton." "The more weight the less speed, anyway," laughed Dick good-humoredly. "And, look! I wonder how old some of those fellows are," continued Darrin.
For instance, the big black things in the corner were only stored trunks, those shadowy forms hanging from rafters were Miss Gifford's best summer togs in their tailored moth bags, and the thing that glistened in the moonlight like horrible eyes in a ghastly face, were almost that very thing, for some hallow'een trappings hung right under the window, a veritable trap for spectral moonlight.
The owner of the costume put his hands to his sides and roared with laughter. "Casey, you serpent," he gasped, "I didn't mean that kind of a suit. I meant my Sunday togs the ones I go to church in, when I goes. Which I doesn't. 'Ere, boys, step right up and listen to an announcement." The crowd gave attention. "This 'ere chap is wanted. There's a big reward for 'im. You've all seen the posters.
Agreeably to the directions of Mr. Lowington, the shore suits of the students were done up in bundles, each marked with the owner's name, and the head steward took them to Mr. Lowington's house for storage. Rigged out in their "sea togs," the students began to feel salt, as well as to look salt.
"Who is this?" inquired Mrs. Phillips, with the last of these in hand. Cope was prompt, but vague. "Oh, that's a chum of mine, up there. He belongs to a dramatic club. They give 'The School for Scandal' and 'Caste, and well, more modern things. They have to wear all sorts of togs." "And here he is again? And here? And here?" shuffling still another picture into view. "Yes."
Steve saw how rightly the captain had foreseen what was likely to happen, for no sooner was the order given than two of the men came aft as a deputation from the crew. “What is it, lads?” he asked. “Well, captain, the boat’s crew that went ashore yesterday came off with a lot of togs that must, in course, have been taken from some seaman’s chest.
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