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Bologna

           Hebeganwrithingconvulsively.

           "Hey,we’vegottogetoutofhere!"hecried."We’llalldrown."

           "Isanybodyinthere?"askedClevingerwithconcern,shiningaflashlightdownfromthetop.

           "It’sClevinger!"theyshouted,andtriedtopullhiminthroughthewindowashereacheddowntoaidthem.

           "Lookatthem!"ClevingerexclaimedindignantlytoMcWatt,whosatgrinningatthewheelofthestaffcar."Lyingtherelikeabunchofdrunkenanimals.Youtoo,Nately?Yououghttobeashamed!Comeonhelpmegetthemoutoftherebeforetheyalldieofpneumonia."

           "Youknow,thatdon’tsoundlikesuchabadidea,"ChiefWhiteHalfoatreflected."IthinkIwilldieofpneumonia."

           "Why?"

           "Whynot?"answeredChiefWhiteHalfoat,andlaybackinthemudcontentedlywiththebottleofryecuddledinhisarms.

           "Oh,nowlookwhathe’sdoing!"Clevingerexclaimedwithirritation."Willyougetupandgetintothecarsowecanallgobacktothesquadron?"

           "Wecan’tallgoback.SomeonehastostayhereandhelptheChiefwiththiscarhesignedoutofthemotorpool."

           ChiefWhiteHalfoatsettledbackinthestaffcarwithanebullient,pridefulchuckle."That’sCaptainBlack’scar,"heinformedthemjubilantly."Istoleitfromhimattheofficers’clubjustnowwithanextrasetofkeyshethoughthelostthismorning."

           "Well,I’llbedamned!Thatcallsforadrink."

           "Haven’tyouhadenoughtodrink?"ClevingerbeganscoldingassoonasMcWattstartedthecar."Lookatyou.

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