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Connor, Ralph, Pseudonym, 1860-1937

"The Sky Pilot in No Man's Land"


However, I rather think I had started him up before that, you know. You
won't like this either. But I may as well go through with it. You know,
he was swearing and cursing most awfully, just in his ordinary talk you
know, and that is a thing I can't stand, so I up and told him he was
using too many 'damns.'"
"You did, eh?" In spite of himself the father could not keep the
surprise out of his voice. "Well, that took some nerve, at any rate."
"There you are again, dad! You think I had no right to speak. But
somehow I can't help feeling I was right. For don't you see, it would
have seemed a bit like lowering the flag to have kept silent."
"Then for God's sake speak out, lad! I do not feel quite the same way as
you, but it is what you think yourself that must guide you. But go on,
go on."
"Well, I assure you he was in a proper rage, and if it hadn't been
for Bayne I believe he would have trimmed me to a peak, administered a
fitting castigation, I mean."
"He would, eh?" said the father with a grim smile.


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