The Flying Legion by George Allan England
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"Such men have always existed and probably always will. We are all,
I believe, of that type. Therefore you will all understand me. I will understand you. And each of you will understand the rest. "Major Bohannan and I have chosen you and have invited you here because we believe every man in this room is precisely the kind of man I have been defining. We believe you are like ourselves, dying of boredom, eager for adventure; and willing to undergo military discipline, swear secrecy, pledge honor and risk life itself, provided the adventure be daring enough, the reward promising enough. If there is anyone here present who is unwilling to subscribe to what I have said, so far, let him withdraw." No one stirred. But a murmur arose, eager, delighted: "Go on! Go on--tell us more!" "Absolute obedience to me is to be the first rule," continued the Master. "The second is to be sobriety. There shall be no drinking, carousing, or gambling. This is not to be a vulgar, swashbuckling, privateering revel, but--" A slight disturbance at the door interrupted him. He frowned, and rapped on the table, for silence. The disturbance, however, continued. Someone was trying to enter there against Rrisa's protests. "I did not bring you up, sir," the Arab was saying, in broken English. "You cannot come in! How did you get here?" "I'm not in the habit of giving explanations to subordinates, or |
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