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The Veiled Lady

F >> F. Hopkinson Smith >> The Veiled Lady




"Lo, the Conquering Hero," broke out Podvine.
"Get up Billy and put a wreath of laurel over his
scorched and blistered brow."

Muggles, for a moment, did not reply. The shock
had taken his breath away. He supposed every man
had worked himself into exhaustion. The only thing
that had really dimmed his own triumph was the
fear that on reaching the bungalow he might find
the blackened remains of one or more of his comrades
stretched out on the floor.

"Didn't you fellows try to save anything?" he
exploded.

"Wasn't anything to save--mill was in no
danger."

"Why, the whole place would have gone if I
hadn't--"

"You're quite right, Muggles," said Monteith.
"Let up on him, boys. You worked like a beaver,
old man. Sorry about the rugs--one was an old
Bokhara--but that's all right--of course you didn't
stop to think."

"Well, but, Monteith--what's a rug or two when
you have to save a pile of--what's the lumber worth,
anyhow?"

"Oh, well, never mind--let it go, old man."

Bender, who was still soaking wet from splashing
buckets, and since his return to the bungalow
had been boiling mad clear through, sprang to his
feet.

"I'll tell you--I've just found out. As the pile
now stands it's worth four thousand dollars. If it
had burned up it would have been worth six. It's
insured, you goat!"


The End

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