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I bet that fellow Harry Donnelle had hundreds and hundreds of adventures
that he never told _us_ about. I guess he didn't even notice the ring.
That's one thing about a scout, he's observant.
CHAPTER XXX
JIB JAB IS SURPRISED
Just then Mr. Lemuel Long and Judge Dot got up to go to bed and Jib Jab
called, "So long, Shorty! So short, Longy!"
While he was laughing at them, I whispered to Harry, "Notice the ring on
his finger." I guess Harry noticed it all right, only he didn't say
anything.
He just said, "Your face seems familiar to me; you were in my regiment,
eh?"
"I was one of those in the machine gun nest," Jib Jab said; "don't you
remember the four privates you saved?"
Harry said, "Oh, you were one of those fellows, eh? Glad to see that you
got back to the States all right. I came to see you, but I didn't know who
you were; that is, I didn't know you had been in France. You're Horace E.
Chandler, I think, aren't you? I'm glad to see that you're human; there
seems to be some question. Will you have a cigarette?"
Gee, it was awful funny to watch the two of them. Jib Jab just stared at
him while Harry lifted himself up on the edge of the exhibition platform
and lighted a cigarette, kind of off hand and friendly like.
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