The Boy Allies under Two FlagsHayes, Clair W. (Clair Wallace)
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The Boy Allies under Two Flags
Hayes, Clair W. (Clair Wallace)
World War, 1914-1918 -- Naval operations -- Juvenile fiction
Beads of perspiration stood out on Stanley's forehead. Then,
with a quick movement, Frank raised the muzzle of his weapon
still higher, and fired over Stanley's head.
Then he calmly replaced the weapon in his pocket and walked back
to where Jack was standing.
Having thus escaped what appeared almost certain death, Stanley
became bold again. Evidently he had not realized that Frank had
missed purposely.
"I demand another shot," he cried angrily.
"There will be no more duel so far as I am concerned," said Frank
quietly.
Jack walked angrily up to Stanley.
"He spared your life," he said heatedly.
"Bah!" replied Stanley. "He missed cleanly, and he's afraid to
try again."
Frank walked quickly over to his late opponent.
"You fool!" he said quietly. "Look here!"
Quickly he whipped his revolver out, and without taking aim,
fired twice in rapid succession.
Although three times as far away as Stanley had been when he gave
his exhibition of skill, the little knot on the tree leaped into
the air, and as it fell, the second bullet caught it in midair
and splintered it into little pieces.
Midshipman Stanley staggered back aghast.
"I could have killed you with ease," said Frank calmly, and
walking away, he picked up his coat and put it on.
"I--I didn't know he could shoot like that!" sputtered Stanley
to Jack.
"That's not so very good--for him," said Jack.
"Why, once--"
"Never mind," interrupted Midshipman Stanley, backing hurriedly
away, "I'll take your word for it. But, remember, I am not
through with either of you yet. My time will come, and when it
does--"
He broke off abruptly, an evil sneer in his voice, and walked
quickly away.
Now the sailors surrounded Frank and gave him three rousing
British cheers.
"You're all right, Frank!" they called, some of them slapping him
familiarly on the back.
Frank waved them laughingly aside, and turned to Jack.
"Any orders from Captain Marcus?" he asked, as though nothing out
of the ordinary had happened.
"Lead the way to your excellency's quarters, and I'll tell you,"
replied Jack with a smile.
Frank led the way.
CHAPTER X
AN EXPEDITION
Briefly Jack repeated Captain Marcus' orders to Frank.
"I took the liberty of making those preparations without awaiting
such a command," said Frank. "I have thrown out outposts, and
there is no danger of a surprise tonight."
"You mean this morning," disagreed Jack, after a look at his
watch. "It's after four o'clock now."
"Then it will soon be daylight," said Frank. "You had better
turn in and get a little sleep. I'll stand watch."
Jack well knew the futility of an argument over this matter, so
he turned in without further words by the simple process of
throwing himself on a pallet on the floor of the tent. Frank
took his seat in the doorway, where he remained looking out into
the distance.
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