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commonly known simply as Perk, a veteran of
the big scrap over in France where he flew one
of those sausage observation blimps, and was
later on considered something of an ace in our
flying corps."

So Perk gladly shook the hands extended to
him, grinned in his genial fashion, and from that
moment on they were as brothers all.

"While we're stretching our legs, after being
cooped up in that cramped cabin for some
hours," suggested Jack, whose curiosity had naturally
been aroused by the multitude of signs all
around indicative of a warm session, "suppose
you sketch your little adventure for us, Perk.
And I want to say that Oscar was pretty much
of a fool if he reckoned on snatching this boat
away from an old fighter like _you_, when you had
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"Shucks! he showed the right stuff for a scrapper,"
expostulated the honest Perk, anxious to
give credit where credit was due. "We stopped
the barrage at one point to have a little chin, but
unable to agree, we jest started all over again.
An' I kinder guess I must've notched the critter
some, for he hauled off an' skinned the cat by
kickin' out. I was jest tellin' myself it sure
turned out to be a good thing he didn't have any
Chinks aboard at the time, 'cause they might've
lost the number o' their mess in the racket--I'm

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