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Stories from the Verse
Spy Verses
Chapter 106: Slade 124
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“Halt! Who’s there?”
“Boy, are we glad to see you,” Slade said as he tromped out of the brush toward the white sentry. “I was beginning to think we weren’t going to make it. Robert Elvis Lord Slade, and this is my wife, the Lady Shella. And who do I have the pleasure of finding?”
“Um…Corporal Jackson, sir.”
“Jackson. Excellent. Well, General Vargas will want to know we’re back--”
“General Vargas, sir?”
“Yes, we left camp on a mission, and now we’re returning.”
“Sir, General Vargas’ division is about fifty miles from here, if I understand aright. This is General Wilson’s division.”
“Wilson? How did we end up at Wilson’s camp? I’m sorry, honey, we were a lot more lost than I thought. Well, corporal, I guess you’ll have to let General Wilson know we’re here.”
“Yes, sir. I’m sorry sir--who did you say you are?”
Putting on an air of artificial patience that seemed more like trying to be patient than actually succeeding, he repeated, “We are the Slades--Robert Elvis Lord Slade, of Slade Manor, and wife Lady Shella.”
“Very good, sir. I suppose you should come with me, then.” Seeming somewhat uncertain of exactly what he was supposed to do, the corporal turned around and led them toward the white camp.
“What was all that,” Shella asked quietly, “about General Vargas? You know we are nowhere near his camp.”
“Yeah, well, I figure if they think we were returning there, they’ll get word to him that we wound up here, and that will buy us some time. We’ll figure out what to do after that, after that.”
There is a behind-the-writings look at the thoughts, influences, and ideas of this chapter, along with twenty other sequential chapters of this novel, in mark Joseph "young" web log entry #265: Versers in Motion. Given a moment, this link should take you directly to the section relevant to this chapter. It may contain spoilers of upcoming chapters.
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