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like the idea of being compelled to acknowledge
his identity, fearing it might be only a trap to
ensnare him in the meshes of the law he had been
defying so flagrantly.

"What's that matter to you?" he finally yelled
testily, so that Perk began to suspect he must
have touched up the other with one of the bullets
that struck the seaplane.

"Oh! nothin' much," sang out the complaisant
Perk, cheerfully, "on'y I wanted to let you know
I was over there in the same line and had the
good luck to send down a few o' you Hun pilots
ocr>   in a blazin' coffin. Wondered now if me'n an'
fix>   in a blazin' coffin. Wondered now if me an'
you mightn't a had a private scrap o' our own in
them bully times. Allers did hanker to have a
talkfest with you, sense I heard 'bout you bein'
ocr>   one o' them bloomin' hot Junker pilots,"
fix>   one o' them bloomin' hot Junker pilots."

A hoarse laugh greeted this amazing sally of
Perk's.

"Say, what sort of a crazy gyp are you to want
ocr>   to valk things over while we got this scrap on?"
fix>   to talk things over while we got this scrap on?"
bellowed the helmeted man in the shot torn cabin
of the amphibian. "That's our boat you're
ocr>   standin' on, and we need it in our business, see?.
fix>   standin' on, and we need it in our business, see?
ocr>   Give you three minutes to clear out, for I'm cornin'
fix>   Give you three minutes to clear out, for I'm comin'
aboard. Get that, Kamarad?"

"Sure thing, Oscar old hoss, but when you do
it'll be feet first, for I'm fixed to fill your carcass
so full o' lead it wouldn't need any cannon ball

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