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"Are you not a New Orleans boy?" she asked as I lifted my képi and drew rein.

Boy! humph! I frowned, made myself long, and confessed I had the honor to be from that city. Whereupon she let her long-lashed eyes take on as ravishing a covetousness as though I had been a pretty baby.

We listened again. "They've gone the wrong way," I said, still savage.

At the door the Colonel gave me a last look. "Good-night, Legs."

"And yet you never take a lady's name for granted?"

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