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He would find himself sliding into dreamland by the same road—a road that ran along a beach near a pile of brushwood. HE WOULD FIND HIMSELF SLIDING INTO DREAMLAND BY THE SAME ROAD A ROAD THAT RAN ALONG A BEACH NEAR A PILE OF BRUSHWOOD
one the less when they wanted her to give away the prizes after a shooting-match, and she refused because one of the prize-winners was married to a girl who had made a jest of her behind her broad back, the mess ordered Cottar to “tackle her,” in his best calling-kit. This he did, simply and laboriously, and she gave way altogether. “She only wanted to know the facts of the case,” he explained. “I just told her, and she saw at once.” “Ye-es,” said the adjutant. “I expect that’s what she did. Comin’ to the Fusiliers’ dance to-night, Galahad?” “No, thanks. I’ve got a fight on with the major.” The virtuous apprentice sat up till midnight in the major’s quarters, with a stop-watch and a pair of compasses, shifting little painted lead-blocks about a four-inch map. Then he turned in and slept the sleep of innocence, which is full of healthy dreams. One peculiarity of his dreams he noticed at the beginning of his second hot weather. Two or three times a month they duplicated or ran in series. EGIMENT AND THE WORLD KNOWS WHAT THAT MEANS NONE THE LESS WHEN THEY WANTED HER TO GIVE AWAY PRIZES AFTER A SHOOTING MATCH AND SHE REFUSED BECAUSE ONE OF THE PRIZE WINNERS WAS MARRIED TO A GIRL WHO HAD MADE A JEST OF HER BEHIND HER BROAD BACK THE MESS ORDERED COTTER TO TACKLE HER IN HIS BEST COALING KIT THIS HE DID SIMPLY AND LABORIOUSLY AND SHE GAVE WAY ALTOGETHER SHE ONLY WANTED TO KNOW THE FACTS OF THE CASE HE EXPLAINED I JUST TOLD HER AND SHE SAW AT ONCE YES SAID THE ADJUTANT I EXPECT THAT'S WHAT SHE DID COMING TO THE FUSILLA'S DANCE TO NIGHT GALAHAD NO THANKS I'VE GOT A FIGHT ON WITH THE MAJOR THE VIRTUOUS APPRENTICE SAT UP TILL MIDNIGHT IN THE MAJOR'S QUARTERS WITH A STOP WATCH AND A PAIR OF COMPASSES SHIFTING LITTLE PAINTED LEAD BLOCKS ABOUT A FOUR INCH MAP THEN HE TURNED IN AND SLEPT THE SLEEP OF INNOCENCE WHICH IS FULL OF HEALTHY DREAMS ONE PECULIARITY OF HIS DREAMS HE NOTICED AT THE BEGINNING OF HIS SECOND HOT WEATHER TWO OR THREE TIMES A MONTH THEY DUPLICATED OR RAN IN SERIES
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