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Kipling, Rudyard, 1865-1936

"Soldiers Three"

Dennis's man must have tilted him out av the
thrap. Whin he came to, "Hutt!" sez I, but he began to howl.
'"You black lump av dirt," I sez, "is this the way you dhrive your
_gharri?_ That _tikka_ has been _owin'_ an' _fere-owin'_ all over the
bloomin' country this whole bloomin' night, an' you as _mut-walla_ as
Davey's sow. Get up, you hog!" sez I, louder, for I heard the wheels
av a thrap in the dark; "get up an' light your lamps, or you'll be run
into!" This was on the road to the Railway Station.
'"Fwhat the divil's this?" sez the Capt'n's voice in the dhark, an'
I could judge he was in a lather av rage.
'"_Gharri_ dhriver here, dhrunk, Sorr," sez I; "I've found his _gharri_
sthrayin' about cantonmints, an' now I've found him."
'"Oh!" sez the Capt'n; "fwhat's his name?" I stooped down an' pretended
to listen.
'"He sez his name's Jungi, Sorr," sez I.
'"Hould my harse," sez the Capt'n to his man, an' wid that he gets
down wid the whip an' lays into Jungi, just mad wid rage an' swearin'
like the scutt he was.
'I thought, afther a while, he wud kill the man, so I sez:--"Stop,
Sorr, or you'll, murdher him!" That dhrew all his fire on me, an' he
cursed me into Blazes, an' out again.


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