ed two sleeping men. They
were sprawled out in the puddle of rain which had gathered in a
torn-away tread from the Wabbly. They waked with extreme reluctance, and
then yawned even in the act of saluting in a military manner.

"Yes, sir;" said Sergeant Walpole, yawning again. "Yes, sir; the
bombers've gone. We heard 'em tryin' to raise the Wabbly for about half
an hour after she'd blown up. Then they cut off. I think they went home,
sir. Most likely, sir, they think we used some new dinkus on the Wabbly.
It ain't likely they'll realize they blew it up themselves for us."

The major-general gave crisp orders. Men began to explore the Wabbly,
cautiously. He turned back to the two sleepy and disreputable men who
had caused its destruction. His aspect was one of perplexity and
admiration.

"What did you men do?" he demanded warmly. "What in hell did you do?"

Sergeant Walpole grinned tiredly. The 'copter man spoke for him.

"I think, sir," said the helicopter man, "that we affected the morale of
the Wabbly's and the bombers' crews."

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|Page 404 closed |
|Diesel tramp edged closer inshore |
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|Page 405 though |
|"Hell, Sarge, I thought y'were blown to little egg-shells. |
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|Page 414 Moral |
|Morale effect," said the major-general |
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|Page 417 Pp. 93 (Normalized to match other epigram styles.)|
|War College. P. 93 |
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|Page 406 protuberence |
|there, and already a monstrous protuberance |
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|of a fine idea! Let's get some rockets!" |
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