55/57 I'll mind the looks of ye the next time I see ye.' Gresson was wiping the blood from his cheek with a silk handkerchief. 'You may bet I won't forget it.' * * * * * I returned to an anxious Amos. He heard my story in silence and his only comment was--'Well done the Fusiliers!' 'It might have been worse, I'll not deny,' he went on. 'Ye've established some kind of a claim upon Gresson, which may come in handy ... Speaking about Gresson, I've news for ye. |