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Now move. Quick!" Unconsciously he
tried to reproduce, in uttering the last word, Duff's tone and manner.
The effect was evident immediately.
Hobbs without further words departed in the darkness. Again Barry stood
listening to the hum of the engine, until he could no longer hear it in
the noise and confusion of the camp, but in his heart Harry's words made
music.
"Some girl, eh?"
As he stood there in the darkness, hearing that music in his heart, a
voice broke in, swearing hard and deep oaths. It was the M. O.
"Hello, doc, my boy; come here," cried Barry.
The M. O. approached. He was in a state of rage that rendered coherent
speech impossible.
"Oh, quit it, doc. Let me show you something."
He led him into the ruin, where his spoils were cached.
"Biscuits, my boy, and coffee. Hold on! Listen! I'm going to get a
fire going here and in twenty minutes there'll be six cans of fragrant
delicious coffee, boiling hot."
"Why, how the--"
"Doc, don't talk! Listen to me! You round up your sick men, and bring
them quietly over here.


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