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“Yes,” the girl said. “In the vehicle without the shock-absorbers.”
“You were tumbril bait from the start.”
“Can’t you do anything kindly?”
“I guess not. But I’ve tried.”
“Please keep on trying. That’s all the hope we have.”
“I’ll keep on trying.”
So they held each other close and kissed each other hard and true, and the Colonel took the girl across the stretch of gravel and down the stone steps.
“You ought to take a good one. Not that old displaced engine boat.”
“I’d rather take the displaced engine boat if you don’t mind.”
“Mind?” the Colonel said. “Not me. I only give orders and obey orders. I don’t mind. Good-bye, my dear, lovely, beautiful.”
“Good-bye,” she said.
