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CHAPTER VI "I was the Flail of the Lord"

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    ucamewelloutofit.Yousee,it'salluptoyouandme,forthisoldSummerleemanwillwantdry-nursin'fromthefirst.Bytheway,areyoubyanychancetheMalonewhoisexpectedtogethisRugbycapforIreland?" "Areserve,perhaps." "IthoughtIrememberedyourface.Why,IwastherewhenyougotthattryagainstRichmond—asfineaswervin'runasIsawthewholeseason.InevermissaRugbymatchifIcanhelpit,foritisthemanliestgamewehaveleft.Well,Ididn'taskyouinherejusttotalksport.We'vegottofixourbusiness.Herearethesailin's,onthefirstpageoftheTimes.There'saBoothboatforParanextWednesdayweek,andiftheProfessorandyoucanworkit,Ithinkweshouldtakeit—what?Verygood,I'llfixitwithhim.Whataboutyouroutfit?" "Mypaperwillseetothat." "Canyoushoot?" "AboutaverageTerritorialstandard." "GoodLord!asbadasthat?It'sthelastthingyouyoungfellahsthinkoflearnin'.You'reallbeeswithoutstings,sofaraslookin'afterthehivegoes.You'lllooksilly,someo'thesedays,whensomeonecomesalongan'sneaksthehoney.Butyou'llneedtoholdyourgunstraightinSouthAmerica,for,unlessourfriendtheProfessorisamadmanoraliar,wemayseesomequeerthingsbeforewegetback.Whatgunhaveyou?" Hecrossedtoanoakencupboard,andashethrewitopenIcaughtaglimpseofglisteningrowsofparallelbarrels,likethepipesofanorgan. "I'llseewhatIcanspareyououtofmyownbattery,"saidhe. Onebyonehetookoutasuccessionofbeautifulrifles,openingandshuttingthemwithasnapandaclang,andthenpattingthemasheputthembackintotherackastenderlyasamotherwouldfondleherchildren. "ThisisaBland's.577axiteexpress,"saidhe."Igotthatbigfellowwithit."Heglancedupatthewhiterhinoceros."Tenmoreyards,andhe'dwouldhaveaddedmetoHIScollection. 'Onthatconicalbullethisonechancehangs,'Tistheweakone'sadvantagefair.' HopeyouknowyourGordon,forhe'sthepoetofthehorseandthegunandthemanthathandlesboth.Now,here'sausefultool—.470,telescopicsight,doubleejector,point-blankuptothree-fifty.That'stherifleIusedagainstthePeruvianslave-driversthreeyearsago.IwastheflailoftheLordupi
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