Classic Book Library : Historical Fiction : My Lady Of The North / The Love Story Of A Gray Jacket : Chapter 32 : Page 4 of 14 "Ebers," I called, thinking he must be there, "are you in charge here?" "I vos, Captain," came the instant reply, and he at once emerged from the darkness, his honest face full of interest. "Is it der preakfast vot is already?" "Hardly, my man. I imagine we may enjoy a fight first, to give us better appetites." "Mein Gott, but I am vurnished mit der abbetite already. I vould fight mit more fun if I vos full." "So no doubt would all of us; but I have no time for mere talk. Did you meet with any trouble during the night?" "Troubles? By Chiminy, yes, Captain, I vos hongry for six hour. I have took der belt oop dree time already, an' I vos empty yet. Troubles? Donnerwetter, it is all troubles." "Not that," sternly. "I mean, have the enemy kept you busy?" "Der vos some shooting, und Hadley he got hurt bad, but der fellers is all gone. Dis is der right time to eat in der bantry, ain't it?" "Bring your men fit for duty out here in the hall, and have them join my party," I said, ignoring his pathetic appeal. "How many have you?" Copyright © 2004-2005 Classic Book Library |