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Show 35 "Maybe hs trisd himself." And the moment he said it, Sid knew it was a mistaks. As, indeed, it was; the Major roundad on him. "Listen, Son, nobody contacts that shipyard but ma. Tham's orders from headquarters: I catch anybody thsrs I'll have his nuts." There came a bubbling-up from the darkest corner in the room; somehow Jennings' white ayss surfacsd, and his thin voics sounded. "Jesus, sir, can't WB gst our boat repaired?" The officers held their brsath, whils ths window ssemed to blacksn. Ths Major graspsd his swaggsr-stick, and through Sid's mind rushed the happy thought that Jannings might be caned to death befora his very eyas. The Major's figure seemed to swell, sncroach upon the room...then as if rsalizing ths wastefulness of so large an expsnditurs upon so frail an itsm hs subsided, and ssttlsd back. "Not by yoursslf, son. You 1st ms know, and I'll gat it dons. If anything had happaned to them women and ch'ildern I'd've tors up this island, but I don't want no officer fuckin' up ths shipyard. Tokyo's put it off-limits, and nobody goss thsrs. No Amsrican officar or non-com, and no American's Jap ssrvants. That yard's off-limits. I guaran-damn-tss you: off-limits." "Yas,sir," sighed Jennings, with the mslancholy of gresd foregone. The room grew silent again, while the Major broodsd, |