Classic Book Library : Historical Fiction : My Lady Of The North / The Love Story Of A Gray Jacket : Chapter 30 : Page 4 of 15 I actually thought he would extend his hand, but some remembrance suddenly restrained him. "I--of course, Captain Wayne," he stammered, at length, "I--I must accept your offer. I--I am grateful for it, but I shall insist upon one thing; there must be a final settlement of the personal matter existing between us. I am not willing to waive my rights in this." "There is no occasion for your doing so, sir," I answered coldly, for I considered the reference at that moment in extremely ill taste. "When our work here has been accomplished, you will find me very much at your service." He bowed gravely. "I am exceedingly glad we understand each other," he said. "May I ask the size of your command?" "Sergeant," I questioned, "whom have we lost?" "Nelson vos kilt, I dinks; der Kid is not here yet, und Sands vos vounded bad." "Very well; then, Major Brennan, I tender you sixteen men fit for duty, besides myself. You are doubtless acquainted with the house, and can assign us to positions where our services will prove of greatest value." Copyright © 2004-2005 Classic Book Library |