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| better pack this crease o' Cap's, huh? She keeps leakin'. Yep. Dip up the surgical kit. And give José a drink. I'll have to tie his artery, too. How do you feel, old chap? Dizzy, McKay confessed. What's happened? Lost our crew, was the laconic answer. All gone west but José, and he's bled white. We'll have to paddle our own canoe now. For a time after his head was bandaged McKay lay quiet, staring out at the tiny battlefield and at his two mates working silently on the wounded arm of trenches of France, and now he kept his mind on his work. Wedging the gun to hold the tourniquet tight, he lifted his patient from the red-smeared mud and bore him to the nearest hammock in the crew quarters. Striding back, he found Tim alternately bathing McKay's head and giving him brandy. In a moment the captain's eyes opened. Some bean ye got, Cap, congratulated Tim, vastly relieved at sight of McKay's gray stare. Bullet bounced right off. Here, take another swaller. Attaboy Hey, Looey, we |
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