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No Man's Land

Chapter 8 No.8

Word Count: 1226    |    Released on: 01/12/2017

t was from the top of the Rock they first saw the smoke of the P. and O., outward bound, on which they were destined to complete the journey. Below lay the bay, dotted with Germ

is turrets, was weighing anchor; and in the distance, across the Straits, A

ecting life with a telescope. "There's your barge, but she won't leave till to-morrow. If this

s reminiscent of one of those delightful pleasure steamers on which one may journey, at comparatively small cost, up and down the Thames. A seething mob of people, almost exclusively composed of the male sex, glared furiously at them and one another-but principally at them-as they came up the gangway, and departed in search of the purser. All the stairs d

and then pulled himself together. "The fourteenth stair leading to the engine-room is not taken, but there's an exhaust pipe passes under it, and

rouble," they queried

y-one what-nots of junior rank. They have all been recalled from leave; they have all come by this boat. The eighteenth breakfast is now being served-p

ern who got into a full Colonel's bed by mistake, when that worthy officer had just gone down on four no trumps redoubled. In vain t

ambled heavily over four hundred infuriated human sardines, till he f

truck spectator. Now the question of baths on that boat was not one to be trifled with. The queue for the pit of a popular play was as nothi

, prepared for him by a

. At the time Draycot

ust a supreme being res

door closed, only t

king slightly. It was inconceivable to imagine that the resplendent one thought he might-to put it in the vulgar ton

g, still more resplendent, in a purple dressing-gown; and he was complete, with towel, sponge, and soap

moment the door was shut and bolted, and Draycott followed the Lascar's example-just in time: green dre

the attacking party hopped round, apparently in pain, nursing a stubbed toe. The temporary set-back, however, seemed only to raise the morale of the force; and after a further heavy bombardment of a similar nature to the one b

in mind the necessity of immediately consolidating a newly won position, in order to

arose from a recumbent position-to wit, the bath-and with deadly accuracy laun

s intrusion?" The battle cry of the p

el! you impude

le villain! that is my bath. How d'dare you-how d'dare you-throw w'water over me. D'do you know wh

s opponent, "will have

he crow's-nest, if th

gst the barnacles and

nant-G

slightly dazed when

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