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"Why, I'll see, of course," volunteered Doctor McCrea, rising and leaving the sick boy. Ten minutes later the naval surgeon returned with Benson. With the latter was Hal Hastings. Mr. Mayhew and Ensign Trahern hovered in the rear of the group. "Here's Mr. Benson, Truax," announced Doctor McCrea. "Now, my man, if there is anything of which you want to unburden your mind, go ahead and do it.
“Yes, and a fine fellow Dave Pollard is—true as steel,” put in Hal Hastings, quietly. “Yet you know what a dreamer he is. Always has his head in the air and his thoughts among the stars. He’d as like as not take a fellow like Truax on the fellow’s own say-so, and never think of looking him up.”
Yet the cadet repeated his question, adding the “sir.” Jack quickly answered the question. Then two or three other questions were asked by other cadets. It was plain, however, that to all of the cadets the use of “sir” to so young a boy appealed, at least, to their sense of humor. Through the engine room door Sam Truax and Williamson stood taking it all in.
"I'll let you have ten dollars on account, then," replied Jack, who was well supplied with money, thanks to a draft received from Jacob Farnum. "I don't want to go ashore, anyway." "I'm sorry, Truax, but it doesn't really make any difference. The boat will be closed up tight, and there wouldn't be any place for you to stay, except on the platform deck."
Sam Truax became so much worse, in fact, that he did not even hear when the bow cable chains of the gunboat grated as the anchors were let go opposite Blair's Cove just before dark. Certainly no man of medicine could have been more attentive than was Doctor McCrea.
It hurt a little, but Una had to accept the fact that Beatrice Joline was no more likely to invite her to the famous and shabby old house of the Jolines than was Mrs. Truax to ask her advice about manicuring. They did, however, have dinner together on an evening when Miss Joline actually seemed to be working late at the office. "Let's go to a Café des Enfants," said Miss Joline. "Such a party!
Here Hal Hastings had the floor for instruction. He did his work coolly, admirably, though he asked Jack Benson to explain a few of the points. Then the questions began, directed at Hal. This time none of the cadets, under the watchful eyes of Mr. Mayhew, forgot to say "sir" when speaking to Hastings. Sam Truax edged up behind the big cadet whose eyes he had seen flash a few moments before.
"Go after Benson, good and hard," whispered Truax. The cadet looked keenly at Truax. "You can have a lot of fun with Benson," whispered Truax, "if you fire a lot of questions at him, hard and fast. Benson is a conceited fellow, who knows a few things about the boat, but you can get him rattled and red-faced in no time." The big cadet wheeled upon Jack. "Mr.
"Guess I'll go out and have a little look at the young captain," proposed Sam Truax, an hour later. "Try another guess," retorted Eph, curtly. "You'll stay here in the engine room. Jack Benson isn't going to be bothered in any way." "I'm not going to bother him, just going to take a look at him," protested Truax, moving toward the door that separated the engine room from the cabin.
Doesn't matter whether they enjoy living there, if they're just secure. And you do know Mr. Truax doesn't, but you do know that the whole office system makes pale, timid, nervous people out of all the clerks " "But, good heavens! child, the employers have just as hard a time. Talk about being nervous! Take it in our game.
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