Patrols of Peril by Frederick C Read online

about the time when I forgot to bite off a glance at Twombly—still asleep. He shot a hand-grenade and saved it, and took it along look toward the one right wing, which was up there just on the chance I might need it, crumbling. And then, all at once, Fareton and—Go-osh! I’m telling you already. Well, if passed from daylight into a darkness which I promise not to—”

  seemed to reach into the depths of his soul.

  “You may come to tea,” Mariet said,

  He was glad, for he was tired. He

  “if you promise to tell me every detail of it.”

  thought, as he fell, that he would like to have a Her smile was dazzling. “You see,” she added, cup of tea.

  “I’m a newspaper feature writer, and that’s copy.”

  FARETON heard Porky Stevens talking, and

  Fareton sank back contentedly. Then

  feminine voices answered. He blinked, but he blinked worriedly. He looked at Stevens.

  could see nothing. And at that instant

  “Porky!” he exclaimed. “Did you

  something warm trickled between his lips. He remember to bring back a piece of that

  almost choked. It was tea!

  machine gun for me—as a souvenir?”