A LANDSLIDE IN THE CUT
"Does Major Glendinning know I have been put out of commission?" Walter's voice was very anxious.
Naughton smiled broadly.
"Yes. I saw him just after your message came to Harrison yesterday afternoon. There is no finer man on the Isthmus than the major, but he is a trifle unreasonable at times. He was so upset at the notion of playing Culebra without you that he got peevish and blamed me for letting you wander into that landslide. And then he sailed into you for being too slow to get out of the way of it."
"Then he will have nothing more to do with me," was Walter's mournful conclusion.
"You are not fit to do anything just now," evasively returned Naughton. "The major's bearings are heated, but he will cool down. He took a fancy to you. Now what can I do for you? You will soon be on your feet again and going strong. Need any money?"
Walter flushed and his lip quivered. Jack Devlin had asked the same question. These were friends worth having.
"I can get along somehow," he bravely answered.
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