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there were no dispatches for the General to read and no classes waiting for the Major--in fact, as though there was no military discipline at all. But as the General said, what was the use of being a General, anyway, if it didn't give you some privileges? But at last the General jingled away, happy and quite full up with delicious coffee and things, and thinking Major Sherman was a lucky dog anyhow to have that little wife and fine boy. Before he left he gave an order for a guard for the airplane standing so calmly in the small field. Close on his departure came the ambulance, and Major Sherman went off with Ernest to the Hospital for an X-ray of his broken arm. Bill and his mother were alone. Together they hustled the dishes into the kitchen and cleared up the living-room. Then Mrs. Sherman sat down in her favorite corner on the couch and Bill threw himself beside her with his tousled head in her lap. "Goodness, Billy, you certainly _have_ grown!" she said. "Your legs trail way off the end, and when you went to school you didn't reach to the edge." "Oh, come now, mother," said Bill, "quit fooling! I have grown about an inch." "More than that," insisted Mrs. Sherman. "You are taller than I am now. What an awful time I am going to have bossing you around now that you are so big." "You never _did_ boss me," boasted Bill. "You just twisted me around your little finger." "I won't be slandered!" said Mrs. Sherman, pulling his hair. "You are tired now and I should think you would like a nice hot bath and a good long sleep." "That does sound good, Mummy. We will have to stay here for awhile, you know, because of the quarantine. But we will get rested up in, a few hours." "Yes, you _must_ get rested," said Mrs. Sherman, "because as soon as you feel right, I want you to take me for a ride in that nice, lovely airplane." Bill sat up. "_What!_" he cried. "You--fly!" Mrs. Sherman nodded, smiling. "Yes, _me_--fly!" she mimicked. "Bill, I am converted!" THE END End of Project Gutenberg's Battling the Clouds, by Captain Frank Cobb *** END OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK BATTLING THE CLOUDS *** ***** This file should be named 28625.txt or 28625.zip ***** This and all associated files of various formats will be found in: http://www.gutenberg.org/2/8/6/2/28625/ Produced by Barbara Tozier, Bill Tozier and the Online Distributed Proofreading Team at http://www.pgdp.net Updat
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