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"What, a leather-curtained spring-wagon?"

"Who?" I cried. "What! You don't mean to say--was that Lieutenant Ferry?"

"Then Ned Ferry doesn't drink?"

There was a hush of attention among them as the lieutenant and I saluted. His left hand was gone at the wrist and the sleeve pinned back on itself. He asked my name; I told him. In the car there was a stir of deepening interest. I inquired if he was the post-quartermaster here. He was.

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"And the one following, almost at his side?"

"I naturally thought," resumed I, with a smile meant to refer to the blond dancer, "that the madam must be away somewhere."

"Why did my mother bring her to you?"

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