King of the Khyber Rifles by Talbot Mundy
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There is nothing whatever secretive about that.
The fare was plain, and the meal a perfunctory affair. The general and his guests were there for other reason than to eat food, and only the man who happened to seat himself next to King--a major by the name of Hyde--spoke to him at all. "Why aren't you with your regiment?" he asked. "Because the general asked me to lunch, sir!" "I suppose you've been pestering him for an appointment!" King, with his mouth full of curr did not answer, but his eyes smiled. "It's astonishing to me," said the major, "that a captain should leave his company when war has begun! When I was captain I'd have been driven out of the service if I'd asked for leave of absence at such a time!" King made no comment, but his expression denoted belief. "Are you bound for the front, sir?" he asked presently. But Hyde did not answer. They finished the meal in silence. After lunch he was closeted with the general again for twenty minutes. Then one of the general's carriages took him to the station; and it did not appear to trouble him at all that the other occupant of the carriage was the self-same Major Hyde who had sat next him at lunch. In fact, he smiled so pleasantly that Hyde grew exasperated. |
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