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  ’Ihavenochance,’saidtheGreek’Sheistherewiththatwoman。’

  ’IseeIt’sabadthingtobedividedbetweenloveofwomanandthechanceoflootIsympathisewithyou,George。’

  Theywenttothetelegraph-officeunquestioned,foralltheworldwasdesperatelybusyandhadscarcelytimetoturnitshead,andSuakinwasthelastplaceunderskythatwouldbechosenforholiday-ground。

  OntheirreturnthevoiceofanEnglishsubalternaskedDickwhathewasdoingThebluegoggleswereoverhiseyesandhewalkedwithhishandonGeorge’selbowashereplied——

  ’EgyptianGovernment——mulesMyordersaretogivethemovertotheA。

  CGatTanai-el-HassanAnyoccasiontoshowmypapers?’

  ’Oh,certainlynotIbegyourpardonI’dnorighttoask,butnotseeingyourfacebeforeI——’

  ’Igooutinthetrainto-night,Isuppose,’saidDick,boldly’Therewillbenodifficultyinloadingupthemules,willthere?’

  ’Youcanseethehorse-platformsfromhereYoumusthavethemloadedupearly。’Theyoungmanwentawaywonderingwhatsortofbroken-downwaifthismightbewhotalkedlikeagentlemanandconsortedwithGreekmuleteersDickfeltunhappyTooutfaceanEnglishofficerisnosmallthing,buttheblufflosesrelishwhenoneplaysitfromtheutterdark,andstumblesupanddownroughways,thinkingandeternallythinkingofwhatmighthavebeenifthingshadfallenoutotherwise,andallhadbeenasitwasnot。

  GeorgesharedhismealwithDickandwentofftothemule-lines。

  HischargesataloneinashedwithhisfaceinhishandsBeforehistight-shuteyesdancedthefaceofMaisie,laughing,withpartedlipsTherewasagreatbustleandclamourabouthimHegrewafraidandalmostcalledforGeorge。

  ’Isay,haveyougotyourmulesready?’Itwasthevoiceofthesubalternoverhisshoulder。

  ’Myman’slookingafterthemThe——thefactisI’veatouchofophthalmiaandcan’tseeverywell。

  ’ByJove!that’sbadYououghttolieupinhospitalforawhileI’vehadaturnofitmyselfIt’sasbadasbeingblind。’

  ’SoIfinditWhendoesthisarmouredtraingo?’

  ’Atsixo’clockIttakesanhourtocoverthesevenmiles。’

  ’AretheFuzziesontherampage——eh?’

  ’AboutthreenightsaweekFactisI’minactingcommandofthenight-trainItgenerallyrunsbackemptytoTanaiforthenight。’

  ’BigcampatTanai,Isuppose?’

  ’PrettybigIthastofeedourdesert-columnsomehow。’

  ’Isthatfaroff?’

  ’Betweenthirtyandfortymiles——inaninfernalthirstycountry。’

  ’IsthecountryquietbetweenTanaiandourmen?’

  ’MoreorlessIshouldn’tcaretocrossitalone,orwithasubaltern’scommandforthematterofthat,butthescoutsgetthroughitinsomeextraordinaryfashion。’

  ’Theyalwaysdid。’

  ’Haveyoubeenherebefore,then?’

  ’Iwasthroughmostofthetroublewhenitfirstbrokeout。’

  ’Intheserviceandcashiered,’wasthesubaltern’sfirstthought,soherefrainedfromputtinganyquestions。

  ’There’syoumancomingupwiththemulesItseemsratherqueer——’

  ’ThatIshouldbemule-leading?’saidDick。

  ’Ididn’tmeantosayso,butitisForgiveme——it’sbeastlyimpertinenceI

  know,butyouspeaklikeamanwhohasbeenatapublicschool。

  There’snomistakingthetone。’

  ’Iamapublicschoolman。’

  ’IthoughtsoIsay,Idon’twanttohurtyourfeelings,butyou’realittledownonyourluck,aren’tyou?Isawyousittingwithyourheadinyourhands,andthat’swhyIspoke。’

  ’ThanksIamaboutasthoroughlyandcompletelybrokeasamanneedbe。’

  ’Suppose——ImeanI’mapublicschoolmanmyselfCouldn’tI

  perhaps——takeitasaloany’knowand——’

  ’You’remuchtoogood,butonmyhonourI’veasmuchmoneyasI

  want。

  Itellyouwhatyoucoulddoforme,though,andputmeunderaneverlastingobligationLetmecomeintothebogietruckofthetrain。

  Thereisafore-truck,isn’tthere?’

  ’YesHowd’youknow?’

  ’I’vebeeninanarmouredtrainbeforeOnlyletmesee——hearsomeofthefunImean,andI’llbegratefulIgoatmyownriskasanon-combatant。’

  Theyoungmanthoughtforaminute’Allright,’hesaid’We’resupposedtobeanemptytrain,andthere’snoonetoblowmeupattheotherend。’

  Georgeandahordeofyellingamateurassistantshadloadedupthemules,andthenarrow-gaugearmouredtrain,platedwiththree-eighthsinchboiler-platetillitlookedlikeonelongcoffin,stoodreadytostart。

  Twobogietrucksrunningbeforethelocomotivewerecompletelycoveredinwithplating,exceptthattheleadingonewaspiercedinfrontforthemuzzleofamachine-gun,andthesecondateithersideforlateralfire。

  Thetruckstogethermadeonelongiron-vaultedchamberinwhichascoreofartillerymenwererioting。

  ’Whitechapel——lasttrain!Ah,Iseeyerkissin’inthefirstclassthere!’

  somebodyshouted,justasDickwasclamouringintotheforwardtruck。

  ’Lordy!’Ere’sareallivepassengerfortheKew,Tanai,Acton,andEalin’trainEcho,sirSpeshuledition!Star,sir。’——’ShallIgetyouafoot-warmer?’saidanother。

  ’ThanksI’llpaymyfooting,’saidDick,andrelationsofthemostamiablewereestablishederesilencecamewiththearrivalofthesubaltern,andthetrainjoltedoutovertheroughtrack。

  ’ThisisanimmenseimprovementonshootingtheunimpressionableFuzzyintheopen,’saidDick,fromhisplaceinthecorner。

  ’Oh,buthe’sstillunimpressedTherehegoes!’saidthesubaltern,asabulletstrucktheoutsideofthetruck’Wealwayshaveatleastonedemonstrationagainstthenight-trainGenerallytheyattacktherear-truck,wheremyjuniorcommandsHegetsallthefunofthefair。’

  ’Notto-nightthough!Listen!’saidDickAflightofheavy-handedbulletswassucceededbyyellingandshoutsThechildrenofthedesertvaluedtheirnightlyamusement,andthetrainwasanexcellentmark。

  ’Isitworthgivingthemhalfahopperfull?’thesubalternaskedoftheengine,whichwasdrivenbyaLieutenantofSappers。

  ’Ishouldthinkso!ThisismysectionofthelineThey’llbeplayingoldHarrywithmypermanentwayifwedon’tstop’em。’

  ’RightO!’

  ’Hrrmph!’saidthemachinegunthroughallitsfivenosesasthesubalterndrewtheleverhomeTheemptycartridgesclashedonthefloorandthesmokeblewbackthroughthetruckTherewasindiscriminatefiringattherearofthetrain,andreturnfirefromthedarknesswithoutandunlimitedhowlingDickstretchedhimselfonthefloor,wildwithdelightatthesoundsandthesmells。

  ’Godisverygood——IneverthoughtI’dhearthisagainGive’emhell,menOh,give’emhell!’hecried。

  Thetrainstoppedforsomeobstructiononthelineaheadandapartywentouttoreconnoitre,butcameback,cursing,forspadesThechildrenofthedeserthadpiledsandandgravelontherails,andtwentyminuteswerelostinclearingitawayThentheslowprogressrecommenced,tobevariedwithmoreshots,moreshoutings,thesteadyclackandkickofthemachineguns,andafinaldifficultywithahalf-liftedrailerethetraincameundertheprotectionoftheroaringcampatTanai-el-Hassan。

  ’Now,youseewhyittakesanhourandahalftofetchherthrough,’

  saidthesubaltern,unshippingthecartridge-hopperabovehispetgun。

  ’Itwasalark,thoughIonlywishithadlastedtwiceaslongHowsuperbitmusthavelookedfromoutside!’saidDick,sighingregretfully。

  ’ItpallsafterthefirstfewnightsBytheway,whenyou’vesettledaboutyourmules,comeandseewhatwecanfindtoeatinmytentI’mBenniloftheGunners——intheartillerylines——andmindyoudon’tfallovermytent-ropesinthedark。’

  ButitwasalldarktoDickHecouldonlysmellthecamels,thehay-bales,thecooking,thesmokyfires,andthetannedcanvasofthetentsashestood,wherehehaddroppedfromthetrain,shoutingforGeorge。

  Therewasasoundoflight-heartedkickingontheironskinofthereartrucks,withsquealingandgruntingGeorgewasunloadingthemules。

  TheenginewasblowingoffsteamnearlyinDick’sear;acoldwindofthedesertdancedbetweenhislegs;hewashungry,andfelttiredanddirty——sodirtythathetriedtobrushhiscoatwithhishandsThatwasahopelessjob;hethrusthishandsintohispocketsandbegantocountoverthemanytimesthathehadwaitedinstrangeorremoteplacesfortrainsorcamels,mulesorhorses,tocarryhimtohisbusinessInthosedayshecouldsee——fewmenmoreclearly——andthespectacleofanarmedcampatdinnerunderthestarewasaneverfreshpleasuretotheeyeTherewascolour,light,andmotion,withoutwhichnomanhasmuchpleasureinlivingThisnightthereremainedforhimonlyonemorejourneythroughthedarknessthatneverliftstotellamanhowfarhehastravelled。

  ThenhewouldgripTorpenhow’shandagain——Torpenhow,whowasaliveandstrong,andlivedinthemidstoftheactionthathadoncemadethereputationofamancalledDickHeldar:notintheleasttobeconfusedwiththeblind,bewilderedvagabondwhoseemedtoanswertothesamenameYes,hewouldfindTorpenhow,andcomeasneartotheoldlifeasmightbeAfterwardshewouldforgeteverything:Bessie,whohadwreckedtheMelancoliaandsonearlywreckedhislife;Beeton,wholivedinastrangeunrealcityfulloftin-tacksandgas-plugsandmattersthatnomenneeded;thatirrationalbeingwhohadofferedhimloveandloyaltyfornothing,buthadnotsignedhername;andmostofallMaisie,who,fromherownpointofview,wasundeniablyrightinallshedid,butoh,atthisdistance,sotantalisinglyfair。

  George’shandonhisarmpulledhimbacktothesituation。

  ’Andwhatnow?’saidGeorge。

  ’OhyesofcourseWhatnow?Takemetothecamel-menTakemetowherethescoutssitwhentheycomeinfromthedesertTheysitbytheircamels,andthecamelseatgrainoutofablackblanketheldupatthecorners,andthemeneatbytheirsidejustlikecamelsTakemethere!’

  Thecampwasroughandrutty,andDickstumbledmanytimesoverthestumpsofscrubThescoutsweresittingbytheirbeasts,asDickknewtheywouldThelightofthedung-firesflickeredontheirbeardedfaces,andthecamelsbubbledandmumbledbesidethematrestItwasnopartofDick’spolicytogointothedesertwithaconvoyofsupplies。

  Thatwouldleadtoimpertinentquestions,andsinceablindnon-combatantisnotneededatthefront,hewouldprobablybeforcedtoreturntoSuakin。

  Hemustgoupalone,andgoimmediately。

  ’Nowforonelastbluff——thebiggestofall,’hesaid’Peacebewithyou,brethren!’ThewatchfulGeorgesteeredhimtothecircleofthenearestfireTheheadsofthecamel-sheiksbowedgravely,andthecamels,scentingaEuropean,lookedsidewayscuriouslylikebroodinghens,halfreadytogettotheirfeet。

  ’Abeastandadrivertogotothefightinglineto-night,’saidDick。

  ’AMulaid?’saidavoice,scornfullynamingthebestbaggage-breedthatheknew。

  ’ABisharin,’returnedDick,withperfectgravity’ABisharinwithoutsaddle-gallsThereforenochargeofthine,shock-head。’

  TwoorthreeminutespassedThen——

  ’Webeknee-halteredforthenightThereisnogoingoutfromthecamp。’

  ’Notformoney?’

  ’H’m!Ah!Englishmoney?’

  Anotherdepressingintervalofsilence。

  ’Howmuch?’

  ’Twenty-fivepoundsEnglishpaidintothehandofthedriveratmyjourney’send,andasmuchmoreintothehandofthecamel-sheikhere,tobepaidwhenthedriverreturns。’

  Thiswasroyalpayment,andthesheik,whoknewthathewouldgethiscommissiononthisdeposit,stirredinDick’sbehalf。

  ’Forscarcelyonenight’sjourney——fiftypoundsLandandwellsandgoodtreesandwivestomakeamancontentfortherestofhisdays。

  Whospeaks?’saidDick。

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