[The Port of Missing Men by Meredith Nicholson]@TWC D-Link bookThe Port of Missing Men CHAPTER XXIII 6/13
Confound that buckle." He rose and stamped his feet to settle the shoes. "Your horse is at the door; that rascal Oscar will take off the blanket for you.
There's a bottle of fair whisky in the cupboard, if you'd like a nip before starting.
Bless me! I forgot the coffee! There on the table, Oscar, and never mind the chairs," he added as Oscar came in with a tin pot and the cups on a piece of plank. "I'm taking the rifle, Oscar; and be sure those revolvers are loaded with the real goods." There was a great color in Armitage's face as he strode about preparing to leave.
His eyes danced with excitement, and between the sentences that he jerked out half to himself he whistled a few bars from a comic opera that was making a record run on Broadway.
His steps rang out vigorously from the bare pine floor. "Watch the windows, Oscar; you may forgive a general anything but a surprise--isn't that so, Claiborne ?--and those fellows must be pretty mad by this time.
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