right, all right. You tell the Colonel or I will. Those bums
give you a look, and threw a fit. Both of 'em. I saw their eyes
stick out a yard. They acted like you was a ghost. You do look
pretty pale, at that! Well, I bet you've done for one of them.
I never saw a harder fit in my life. You certainly gave him some
scare."

"I never saw him before," Beany said over and over. When the
Colonel came out, the Sergeant gave him a glare, and he repeated
the incident as they drove toward the Colonel's house. The
Colonel said he would telephone to the hospital, as the man
would no doubt come out all right.

Beany said good-night to the Colonel and slipped back in the seat
beside the Sergeant.

"Funny about that fellow," said the soldier. "Did you hear what
he said? He said, 'What did you give him?' Looks queer to me.
Looks like he thought you were the ghost of somebody they had
just killed. Must be you looked like somebody--" the man
stopped, and stared at Beany for a startled second.

"Where's your twin?" he asked suddenly.

Beany went cold. A thousand frightful thoughts and possibilities
surged up in his mind. Where was Porky?

He turned and struck the Sergeant a sharp blow on the arm.

"Drive fast!" he demanded, and settling low in his seat, watched