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Yer do me credit , Mr Hope , and to celebrate yer good fortune , Mr Hope , just ye report to me bunk at 1800 hours and see if ye can improve the polish on me boots . " With what might have been just a flicker of a wink he had passed ...
Yer do me credit , Mr Hope , and to celebrate yer good fortune , Mr Hope , just ye report to me bunk at 1800 hours and see if ye can improve the polish on me boots . " With what might have been just a flicker of a wink he had passed ...
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Pausing behind me to make some small and unnecessary adjustment to my belt , he said quietly : " Wriggle your toes if you're going to faint , Mr Hope , sir . We don't want the Commandant's office to look untidy , do we , sir ?
Pausing behind me to make some small and unnecessary adjustment to my belt , he said quietly : " Wriggle your toes if you're going to faint , Mr Hope , sir . We don't want the Commandant's office to look untidy , do we , sir ?
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Ah , ye're back from the range , Mr Hope , " he said in a loud voice . " Company Commander wishes tae see ye at noon . " Then , lowering his voice , he added : " And where th ' hell have you been this forenoon , Mr Hope ?
Ah , ye're back from the range , Mr Hope , " he said in a loud voice . " Company Commander wishes tae see ye at noon . " Then , lowering his voice , he added : " And where th ' hell have you been this forenoon , Mr Hope ?
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