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"Now, then, boys, come on," said McCuaig, backing toward the wall, and
dropping his hands to his hips. With a curse of disappointment that he
found himself without his usual weapons of defence, McCuaig raised a
shout, sprang into the air, cracked his heels together in a double rap,
and swinging his arms around his head, yelled:
"Come on, my boys! I'm hungry, I am! Meat! Meat! Meat!"
With each "meat," his white teeth came together with a snap like that
of a hungry wolf. Such was the beastly ferocity in his face and posture
that both Private Timms and Private Mulligan, themselves men of more
than average strength, paused and looked at the corporal for further
orders.
"Arrest that man," said the corporal again, preserving at the same time
an attitude that revealed a complete readiness for swift disappearance.
"Private McTavish," he added, calling upon a tall Highlander who was
gazing with admiring eyes upon the raging McCuaig, "assist Private Timms
and Private Mulligan in arresting that man.


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