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"On the Firing Line"

One was only a scratch; the
other way, he was horribly cut up."
"Did he swear?" Alice queried, while she distributed lumps of sugar
among the cups.
"Alice!"
"Don't pretend to be shocked, Cooee. Even if you haven't been out
but one season, you ought to know what happens when a man turns
testy. Frankly, I think it is a healthy sign, if a man stops to
swear when he is hit. It shows there are no morbid secretions."
"You prefer superficial outbreaks, Miss Mellen?" Frazer inquired, as
he handed Ethel her cup.
"Yes. They are far less likely to produce mortification later on,"
she answered, laughing up into his steady eyes. "What do you do,
when you are hit, Captain Frazer?"
"They call me Lucky Frazer, you know," he replied. "I've been in no
end of scrimmages, and I was never hit but once."
Bending over, Ethel turned back the cloth and thumped on the under
side of the table.
"Unberufen and Absit omen," she said hastily. "Don't tempt
Providence too far, Captain Frazer. At my coming-out reception, I
met a man who boasted that he always broke everything within range,
from hearts to china. Ten minutes later, he tripped over a rug and
fell down on top of the plate of salad he was bringing me.


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