"Find a better man to work for."
"It won't be hard," Randy interpolated.
"Work for me," said the Major.
Kemp was eager——! "For you, sir?"
"Yes. I need somebody to be legs for me—I'm only half a man. The place is open for you if you want it."
"I shall want it in a week," said Kemp; "I shall have to give him notice."
"There will be three musketeers in the old
Schoolhouse, Paine. We have all seen service."
"It will be the best thing that ever happened to me, sir," said Kemp ecstatically, "to know that I can wait on a fighting man." He swung down the hall to the telephone as if he marched to the swirl of pipes.
"Isn't Dalton a brute?" said Randy.