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~::破解版游戏下载区|Jimena Carranza::~

~::破解版游戏下载区|Jimena Carranza::~

                                                          Chapter 7

                                                          Sir Francis Freeling was followed at the Post Office by Colonel Maberly, who certainly was not my friend. I do not know that I deserved to find a friend in my new master, but I think that a man with better judgment would not have formed so low an opinion of me as he did. Years have gone by, and I can write now, and almost feel, without anger; but I can remember well the keenness of my anguish when I was treated as though I were unfit for any useful work. I did struggle — not to do the work, for there was nothing which was not easy without any struggling — but to show that I was willing to do it. My bad character nevertheless stuck to me, and was not to be got rid of by any efforts within my power. I do admit that I was irregular. It was not considered to be much in my favour that I could write letters — which was mainly the work of our office — rapidly, correctly, and to the purpose. The man who came at ten, and who was always still at his desk at half-past four, was preferred before me, though when at his desk he might be less efficient. Such preference was no doubt proper; but, with a little encouragement, I also would have been punctual. I got credit for nothing and was reckless.M treated his two glasses as if they had been Chateau Lafitte. 'Good old "Infuriator". Staple drink for the fleet in the Mediterranean. Got real guts to it. I remember an old shipmate of mine, McLachlan, my Chief Gunnery Officer at the time, betting he could get down six bottles of the stuff. Damn fool. Measured his length on the wardroom floor after only three. Drink up, James! Drink up!'

                                                                                                                  'I haven't the faintest idea. Something may turn up.''Frightened, my own?'

                                                                                                                  "They've done everything they can," said M. "You probably saw in the papers that De Beers took on our friend Sillitoe when he left MI5, and he's out there now, working in with the South African security people. I gather he's put in a pretty drastic report and come up with plenty of bright ideas for tightening things up, but the Treasury and the Board of Trade aren't very impressed. They think the thing's too big to be handled by a lot of separate mining companies, however efficient they are. And they've got one very good reason for wanting to take official action on their own.""There's a telephone in my study," Drax said curtly. "Tallon found it good enough."

                                                                                                                                                                          iv. Preparation for a Great TaskBut he had slept well, and now, with the reservation that he must buy some insecticide, he decided to forget about his comforts and get on with the day.

                                                                                                                                                                          AND INDIA.