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GOOD BOY.

MAJOR JASON?

HERE!

JAMES WEST, SIR.

YOU, UH, WERE EXPECTING ME?

WAS I?

THE PRESIDENT SENT A LETTER SAYING I WAS COMING.

HAD HE?

WHAT WITH THE IROQUOIS--

THEY'RE GETTING A LITTLE OUT OF HAND LATELY--

THE MAIL SERVICE IS A LITTLE LESS THAN PERFECT.

AH, CROCKER! YOU BLASTED BUTCHER!

THE LETTER WAS IN REFERENCE

TO YOUR REPORT ON SEAN O'REILLEY.

YES, OF COURSE.

TROUBLESOME MR. O'REILLEY SEEMS BOUND AND DETERMINED

TO START A NICE, EXPLOSIVE REVOLUTION IN CANADA.

THE LETTER RAISES THE POINT THAT--

I'M TAKING THE DEVIL'S OWN TIME

ABOUT COLLARING THIS MR. O'REILLEY.

THAT'S THE SENSE OF IT.

HOW CAN I BE EXPECTED TO COLLAR HIM

WHEN I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT HE LOOKS LIKE?

NEVER A DESCRIPTION OF THE LAD TO GO BY.

THERE IS AN OFFICIAL DESCRIPTION OF HIM.

HE'S 6'1" OR 6'2", A COUPLE HUNDRED POUNDS,

GREEN-EYED, MUSTACHE,

AND HE HAS A SCAR ON HIS LEFT CHEEK.

WELL, NOW, HOW DID YOU TUMBLE

TO MY LITTLE CHARADE, MR. WEST?

THOUGHT I WAS DOING A MASTERFUL JOB

BEING A COMPLETE HARD-BITTEN COMPANY COMMANDER.

WHEN YOU ADDRESSED YOUR ORDERLY AS "CROCKER."

WHY? THAT'S HIS NAME.

MAJOR, A WEST POINTER WOULD HAVE CALLED HIM "CORPORAL."

REMIND ME THAT NEXT TIME.

WHAT ELSE DID I DO WRONG?

NO RING.

WHATEVER A WEST POINTER TAKES OFF,

HE NEVER TAKES OFF HIS RING.

COME ON, O'REILLEY.

WE GOT A LONG, HARD RIDE AHEAD OF US.

YOU TOO, CORPORAL.

CORPORAL CROCKER, COME ON, GET IN THERE, LAD!

VERY ADROIT, MR. WEST,

BUT YOU'LL NEVER GET PAST THAT GATE

BECAUSE MAJOR JASON HIMSELF AND HIS ENTIRE GARRISON

ARE PRISONERS IN THEIR OWN STOCKADE.

YOU SEE, MY MEN CONTROL THIS FORT.

WE'LL LET THE MAJOR AND HIS BOYS OUT.

THAT WILL IMPROVE MY ODDS.

AND NOW, FOR MY NEXT PERFORMANCE.

MR. WEST, MISS O'SHAUGNESSY.

MISS O'SHAUGNESSY.

MOVE!

MY SINCERE APPRECIATION

FOR THE USE OF YOUR UNIFORM.

I'M SORRY TO HAVE INCONVENIENCED YOU, MAJOR JASON.

ALL RIGHT, LADS, LET'S GET OUT OF THOSE UNIFORMS.

HURRY IT UP NOW. JEFF? CAN WE MOVE OUT?

THIS ONE IS READY.

ALL RIGHT, LAD. TAKE IT OUT OF HERE!

WELL, YOUR HORSE GOT AWAY, MR. WEST.

BUT YOU AND THE OTHERS REMAIN.

YOU'LL BE JOINING THEM SHORTLY.

NOT IN THIS WORLD, OF COURSE,

BECAUSE UNFORTUNATELY, THE DYNAMITE WILL UNDOUBTEDLY

OBLITERATE EVERY LAST ONE OF YOU.

ANY PARTICULAR REASON FOR THE MASS EXECUTIONS?

TWO-- TO BEGIN WITH, WE CANNOT POSSIBLY CARRY AWAY

ALL OF THE FORT'S DYNAMITE.

SO WHY NOT USE THE SURPLUS TO GOOD ADVANTAGE, HMM?

THAT'S ONE GOOD REASON. AND THE OTHER?

OH, YES, THE NUMBER-TWO REASON.

OBVIOUSLY, WHEN THE IROQUOIS HEAR THE EXPLOSION,

THEY'LL SEND THEIR SCOUTS TO INVESTIGATE.

THEY'LL LOOT AND PILLAGE, NATURALLY.

AND LEAVE BEHIND MORE THAN ENOUGH EVIDENCE

TO RECEIVE FULL BLAME FOR THE MASSACRE.

YOU'RE CONCERNED ABOUT THE BLAME?

IT DOES SOUND FUNNY, DOESN'T IT?

BUT YOU SEE, AFTER I HAVE ESTABLISHED MYSELF

AS LEADER TO THE NORTH,

I'LL BE DEALING WITH YOUR PRESIDENT GRANT

AS A STATESMAN, AS AN EQUAL,

AND THAT MIGHT BE DIFFICULT

IF MY REAL INVOLVEMENT WERE KNOWN.

THAT'S AN EXCELLENT PLAN. CONGRATULATIONS.

OH, NO, NO.

GIVE CREDIT WHERE CREDIT IS DUE.

VIXEN!

COME, LASS. I'D LIKE TO INTRODUCE YOU PROPERLY.

YOU REMEMBER MR. WEST.

ALLOW ME TO PRESENT SHEILA O'SHAUGNESSY,

RECENTLY SEARCHING FOR THE LIGHT OF KNOWLEDGE--

MISS PRIMWICK'S FINISHING SCHOOL.

PRESENTLY A STUDENT TO THE WORLD.

VIXEN, LOVE, MR. WEST HERE IS WHAT YOU MIGHT CALL

A SORT OF A LEADING LIGHT OF THE SECRET SERVICE.

SENATOR O'SHAUGNESSY'S DAUGHTER?

THE SAME.

YOUR FATHER'S UNDER THE IMPRESSION

THAT YOU WERE KIDNAPPED.

HOW DULL!

DADDY NEVER DID HAVE MUCH OF AN IMAGINATION.

AN AFFLICTION FROM WHICH

HIS DAUGHTER DOES NOT SUFFER.

IT WAS VIXEN HERE WHO REASONED OUT

THIS INGENIOUS USE OF THE DYNAMITE.

WHAT'S LIFE WITHOUT A WOMAN'S TOUCH?

O'Reilley: WHAT'S DEATH WITHOUT A WOMAN'S TOUCH?

THE WAGONS ARE LOADED, MONSIEUR.

WE ARE READY TO LEAVE.

ALL RIGHT, HAVE THE MEN MOUNT UP.

WELL, MR. WEST, I MUST BID YOU GOODBYE,

BEFORE THE IROQUOIS MAKE A FEAST OF US ALL.

GOODBYE, MR. WEST.

O'REILLEY CERTAINLY SHOULD HAVE HEAR THAT.

HOW DID HE TAKE OVER THE FORT?

WHEN THE IROQUOIS STARTED TO RAISE CAIN,

HALF HIS MEN INFILTRATED THE FORT.

WHEN MY MEN WERE ON PATROL, THEY MADE THEIR MOVE.

MY MEN DIDN'T HAVE A CHANCE.

I DIDN'T KNOW YOU HAD WOMEN AND CHILDREN HERE.

YOU BETTER EVACUATE THEM RIGHT AWAY.

WITH WHAT? O'REILLEY TOOK EVERY HORSE WE HAD.

NO, NOT EVERY HORSE.

WHOA! WHOA! ATTA BOY.

WHEN DO YOU THINK THE INDIANS WILL STRIKE?

THE BLACKFEET WILL HOLD THEIR BIG PALAVER

WITH THE IROQUOIS IN 48 HOURS.

SOLDIER.

THEY'LL UNITE AND MOVE THIS WAY AT THAT TIME.

THAT GIVES ME 48 HOURS TO GET THOSE AMMUNITION WAGONS

BACK TO THIS FORT.

ANY IDEA WHICH DIRECTION O'REILLEY WILL HEAD?

NORTH, PROBABLY TO MEET A MAN NAMED ANDRE DURAIN.

DURAIN? HE'S IN BRITISH COLUMBIA.

THAT'S RIGHT, MAJOR. I HOPE TO SEE YOU IN 48 HOURS.

CLOSE THE GATES.

TEX!

YOU AND PINTO RIDE BACK AND CHECK ON FORT SAVAGE.

AFTER THAT EXPLOSION?

GET GOING!

YOU WERE TROUBLED, MILORD?

MY MIND IS TROUBLED LIKE A FOUNTAIN STIRRED,

AND I MYSELF SEE NOT THE BOTTOM OF IT.

"TROILUS AND CRESSIDA."

YES, THAT MAY APPLY VERY APTLY

TO THAT SO-CALLED EXPLOSION BACK THERE.

SO-CALLED? BUT WE ALL HEARD IT.

WE ALL HEARD SOMETHING,

BUT WAS IT THAT RICH, FULL-BODIED DISTURBANCE

SIX KEGS OF DYNAMITE MAKES?

I THINK NOT.

PERHAPS IT WAS--

PERHAPS IT WAS WHAT, MY LOVE?

A GUST OF WIND MAY HAVE CARRIED

THE FULL FORCE OF THE BLAST AWAY FROM US.

OF COURSE, MACUSHLAH. YOU'RE PROBABLY RIGHT.

OR WAS IT SOME HOCUS-POCUS

ARRANGED BY A VERY RESOURCEFUL GENTLEMAN

TO MAKE IT SOUND THAT WAY?

GIVE ME A DRINK!

I SAID GIVE ME A DRINK!

I'M BORED! BORED! THAT'S WHAT I AM!

YOU HEAR ME?!

THIS CHILD IS BORED

RIGHT DOWN FROM HIS TOPKNOT TO HIS BIG TOE,

AND I'VE GOT THIS HERE HANKERING

TO SHAKE THINGS UP A MITE.

I'VE SEEN THE ELEPHANT, AND I'VE HEARD THE OWL.

I HAVE BEEN EVERY PLACE THAT WAS OUT OF BOUNDS,

AND DONE EVERYTHING THAT WAS ILLEGAL.

BEFORE I WAS OUT OF MY SWADDLING CLOTHES,

I KILLED ME EVERY FORM OF CRITTER

THAT WALKS, FLIES, CRAWLS, OR BITES.

HE'S RIGHT BACK WHERE HE STARTED FROM.

BORED!!!

ALL THE WAY FROM HIS TOPKNOT DOWN TO HIS BIG TOE.

EVERYBODY OUT, VITE!

YOU ARE A VERY MEAN FELLOW.

WHAT IS YOUR NAME?

ALONG WITH BEING BORED,

I GOT ME A DISTINCT AVERSION TO PUSHY-TYPE NEIGHBORS

WHO TRY TO STRIKE UP A FRIENDSHIP.

I CAN OFFER YOU SOMETHING BETTER THAN FRIENDSHIP--

PARTICIPATION IN A PROJECT

THAT IS GUARANTEED TO RELIEVE YOUR BOREDOM.

THIS CHILD IS LISTENING.

ALTHOUGH I MUST SAY, YOU'VE GOT THE LOOK

OF A NATURAL-BORN EXAGGERATOR.

HOW'S THE REST OF YOUR TALL TALE GO?

HOW WOULD YOU LIKE TO HELP ME AND MY ASSOCIATES

TAKE OVER CANADA--

LOCK, STOCK, TREASURY,

AND EVERY BARREL AND BOTTLE

WE CAN LAY OUR HANDS UPON, HUH?

I MIGHT JUST FIND A FLICKER OF INTEREST

IN THAT KIND OF PROJECT.

MY NAME IS DURAIN.

MINE'S BLUEBEARD.

YOU THE NUMBER-ONE MAN IN THE DEAL?

YES, ARE YOU INTERESTED?

THIS CHILD MIGHT BE IF IT WAS DISTINCTLY UNDERSTOOD

THAT HE'S THE NUMBER-TWO MAN.

OH, BRISCOE HERE, HE OCCUPIES THAT POSITION.

UNFORTUNATE, ISN'T IT?

YEAH, THAT COULD BE...

FOR THE OLD NUMBER-TWO MAN.

TO OUR LITTLE PROJECT...

AND TO OUR NEW ASSOCIATE!

WELL, THEY OUGHT TO REACH THE FORT

IN A FEW HOURS.

NOW, YOU BOYS CAN DO ONE OF TWO THINGS.

YOU CAN YELL FOR HELP, AND THAT MIGHT ATTRACT

THE ATTENTION OF A FEW INDIANS--

OR YOU CAN WORK ON THOSE ROPES,

AND, IN ABOUT FOUR OR FIVE HOURS,

YOU MIGHT BE FREE.

THEN I SUGGEST YOU LEAVE THE TERRITORY...

FOR GOOD.

GOOD LUCK, BOYS.

YOU KNOW, ONE THING MY PAPPY LEARNED ME

WITH A SWAMP WILLOW SWITCH WHEN I WAS JUST A TAD--

NEVER TURN MY BACK ON A ONE-EYED RATTLER

UNLESS I WAS SURE I'D TAKEN THE POISON

OUT OF HIS FANGS FIRST.

I'M GIVING THAT ONE-EYED RATTLER IN BACK OF ME

EXACTLY THREE TO PUT DOWN HIS EMPTY GUN.

THAT'S ONE.

TWO.

DURAIN AROUND?

WHO ARE YOU?

CLINT HOXIE. O'REILLEY SENT ME.

I'VE BEEN EXPECTING YOU.

LET'S GO FETCH OUR FRIEND HERE A DRINK.

SIT DOWN.

WELL, HOW DO YOU PROGRESS?

FOR OPENERS, WE KNOCKED OFF FORT SAVAGE.

WHAT ABOUT THE WEAPONS?

COMING OUT OF OUR EARS.

WE'VE GOT TWO WAGONLOADS FULL OF RIFLES

AND ENOUGH AMMUNITION TO KEEP THEM COMPANY.

SPLENDID! AND THE FORT PERSONNEL?

EVERYTHING GOING ACCORDING TO PLAN.

WHERE IS O'REILLEY NOW?

BEDDING DOWN IN FRENCH MEADOWS.

GOOD.

YOU'VE RIDDEN HARD?

A DAY AND A HALF'S WORTH.

YOU'LL FIND BEDS UPSTAIRS.

I SUGGEST YOU TAKE A REST BEFORE YOU RETURN.

BRISCOE, GO TO O'REILLEY IMMEDIATELY WITH A MESSAGE.

WHERE IS FRENCH MEADOWS?

JUST BEYOND THREE FORKS.

IT SHOULD BE--

DON'T GET YOURSELF ALL TIRED OUT

HUNTING FOR THE PLACE, RATTLER.

EXCUSE ME FOR POINTING, NUMBER-ONE MAN,

BUT THAT'S FRENCH MEADOWS RIGHT THERE.

AS I WAS SAYING,

I WANT YOU TO RIDE TO O'REILLEY.

TELL HIM I WILL MEET HIM AT BEAVER CREEK

WITH 2,000 MEN... DAY AFTER TOMORROW.

COME ON, LAD, ON YOUR FEET.

KEEP YOUR EYES SHARP.

MR. WEST, IS THERE NO END TO YOUR PERSISTENCE?

NOT IF YOU'RE A MAN OF HOMERIC DESTINY.

I DO HOPE THIS IS THE LAST TIME

I'LL HAVE TO LIVE THROUGH YOUR DESTRUCTION.

I FIND IT VERY UNNERVING.

O'REILLEY--

YOUR PRESENCE HAS MADE A DIFFICULT TASK

EVEN MORE DIFFICULT.

I'M EITHER GOING TO HAVE TO KILL YOU,

WHICH I COULD NEVER DO, OR TAKE YOU WITH ME.

YOU WANT TO GO WITH ME? I'M FLATTERED.

TO MAKE THE JOURNEY MORE PLEASANT,

I'M JUST GOING TO APPLY

A LITTLE PRESSURE RIGHT HERE

WHICH WILL CAUSE A BEAUTIFUL SLEEP.

I SHALL RETURN, MY SWEET.

HAH!

ALL RIGHT, BOYS, GET TO YOUR HORSES!

COME ON! LET'S GET A MOVE ON!

I HAD SUCH A LOVELY DREAM.

TELL ME ALL ABOUT IT.

I DREAMED THAT YOU AND I--

YOU?! YOU AND YOUR PRESSURE POINTS!

WAIT TILL O'REILLEY GETS THROUGH WITH YOU!

YOU'RE ALWAYS THROWING O'REILLEY UP AT ME.

WHAT UNCOMMON MOOD OF FATE BROUGHT YOU TWO TOGETHER?

A COMMON GOAL, MR. WEST!

AND THAT BEING?

TO REMOVE THE STAMP OF TYRANNY

FROM THE BROW OF THE MASSES.

YOUR HEART BLEEDS FOR THE DOWNTRODDEN?

YES!

AND THE SUFFERERS?

LIKE THE MEN, WOMEN, AND CHILDREN OF FORT SAVAGE?

THE INDIANS ARE EXPERTS AT CREATING SUFFERING.

YOU'RE A FRAUD, VIXEN.

BEAUTIFUL, BUT YOU'RE A FRAUD.

MR. WEST, I SUGGEST YOU THROW DOWN YOUR WEAPON.

O'REILLEY, I SUGGEST YOU BACK UP.

ONE SHOT AND THIS WAGON WILL GO SKY-HIGH.

YOU'RE BLUFFING, MR. WEST.

YOUR PRECIOUS FORT NEEDS THAT WAGON.

YOU WON'T DESTROY IT.

O'REILLEY, YOU'RE BLUFFING.

YOU WOULDN'T JEOPARDIZE MISS O'SHAUGNESSY.

TAKE HIM.

YOUR LORD SEEMS WILLING TO HAVE YOU BLOWN UP, LOVE.

BECAUSE YOU GIVE HIM NO CHOICE, WEST.

GO AHEAD. PULL THE TRIGGER.

BUT I'LL DIE HATING YOU, NOT HIM.

OH, COME NOW. CAN'T YOU DISLIKE HIM JUST A LITTLE?

HIS IDEALS ARE MORE IMPORTANT THAN MERE MORTAL FLESH.

MR. WEST, I AM UNIMPRESSED WITH THIS CHARADE.

YES, IT GROWS MORE TIRESOME BY THE MOMENT.

AND WHO ARE YOU?

I AM JACQUES BEAUMONT,

PERSONAL EMISSARY FROM DURAIN.

YOUR CLINT HOXIE BROUGHT US THE GOOD NEWS

ABOUT FORT SAVAGE.

GLAD TO HAVE YOU WITH US, BEAUMONT.

THANK YOU, MONSIEUR.

AND YOU, MONSIEUR!

YOU ARE A COWARD AND A BLACKGUARD!

YOU ARE HOPELESSLY OUTNUMBERED,

AND YET YOU PERSIST IN EXPOSING

THIS LOVELY, YOUNG LADY TO DANGER.

SHOW SOME FORTITUDE, MONSIEUR!

THROW AWAY YOUR GUN

AND FACE THIS LIKE A GENTLEMAN.

THERE, DOESN'T THAT MAKE YOU FEEL MUCH BETTER?

WELL, SINCE YOU PUT IT THAT WAY, YES.

WOULD YOU LIKE A BLINDFOLD, MR. WEST?

IT'S CUSTOMARY AT EXECUTIONS.

EXECUTION?

HAS FORTITUDE NO REWARD, O'REILLEY?

ALAS, THE RIGHT TIME, THE RIGHT PLACE.

IF YOU WILL PERMIT ME, MONSIEUR O'REILLEY,

BUT THIS IS NEITHER THE RIGHT TIME

NOR THE RIGHT PLACE FOR AN EXECUTION.

AND WHAT BRINGS YOU TO THAT CONCLUSION?

DURAIN WAS MOST CONCERNED

THAT ONCE THE COUP HAD BEEN ACHIEVED,

PRESIDENT GRANT WOULD BE UNWILLING

TO RECOGNIZE OUR NEW REPUBLIC.

AND WHAT HAS THAT TO DO WITH MR. WEST?

IT OCCURS TO ME THAT IF MR. WEST'S BODY

COULD BE FOUND AT THE SCENE OF OUR FIRST BIG BATTLE,

IT COULD BE MADE TO APPEAR THAT PRESIDENT GRANT

WAS SECRETLY ABETTING OUR CAUSE.

WOULD THIS NOT SERVE

TO THOROUGHLY ANTAGONIZE QUEEN VICTORIA?

AND IF THAT ANTAGONISM

WERE TO BREAK INTO OPEN CONFLICT?

EXACTLY!

PERHAPS YOU HAVE A POINT, BEAUMONT.

TIE MR. WEST UP. WE'LL TAKE HIM ALONG.

AND HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN

WITH DURAIN, MONSIEUR BEAUMONT?

OH, NOT VERY LONG,

BUT THEN, A LOVE OF JUSTICE

ALWAYS FORGES THE BONDS OF FRIENDSHIP VERY QUICKLY,

DOES IT NOT, MONSIEUR O'REILLEY.

WELL SPOKEN.

THANK YOU.

IF YOU WOULD EXCUSE ME, THERE IS MUCH I CAN DO.

WE SHOULD BE LEAVING SOON.

WE'VE GOT A LONG DAY'S RIDE AHEAD OF US.

TO THE CAUSE.

HAVE WE DECIDED TO DRINK OUR BREAKFAST

THIS MORNING, MY LOVE?

MILORD, WOULD YOU REALLY HAVE FORCED MR. WEST

TO BLOW UP THE WAGON LAST NIGHT,

EVEN IF IT HAD BLOWN ME UP, TOO?

OH, JAMES, JAMES, JAMES.

YOU'RE ALWAYS HANGING AROUND.

IT'S AN OCCUPATIONAL HAZARD.

LATELY, I SEEM TO BE TIED UP IN MY WORK.

YOU SHOULD TRY TO GET AWAY FROM IT ALL.

HOW WERE THINGS AT THE FORT?

IF WE DON'T GET THIS WAGON OUT OF HERE,

THERE WON'T BE A FORT.

WHY, YOU--

Break, 10 minutes.

WHAT HAVE WE HERE, MONSIEUR BEAUMONT?

I CAUGHT HIM LOOKING AT THE YOUNG LADY

IN SOMETHING LESS THAN A GENTLEMANLY FASHION.

FIE, FIE ON THEE, MR. WEST.

I'M ALMOST TEMPTED MYSELF,

BUT, REALLY, I FIND IT MUCH TOO DIFFICULT

WORKING UP ALL THAT INDIGNATION.

I'VE BEEN THINKING--

ABOUT YOUR SINS?

WOULD YOU HAVE REALLY BLOWN US UP?

WHAT DO YOU THINK?

IF I KNEW, I WOULDN'T BE ASKING.

I MEAN, WE COULD HAVE BEEN KILLED TOGETHER.

I KNOW IT'S PROBABLY SILLY AND FEMININE OF ME

TO REALLY LET IT MATTER, BUT STILL...

MY ANSWER IS ON MY LIPS.

WAIT A MINUTE! HOW DID YOU--

WE'RE BACK TO PRESSURE POINTS.

NO--

HEY, SIR!

COULD YOU TELL ME

WHAT KIND OF FORMIDABLE SPIDER THAT IS?

YOUR FRIEND SEEMS TO HAVE FAINTED.

TELL ME, DOES HE HAVE THESE FITS OFTEN?

HYAH!

GET ON YOUR HORSES!

HYAH! HYAH!

ARTIE, I'VE HAD SOME EXPERIENCE

IN SITUATIONS LIKE THIS,

AND I'VE COME TO THE CONCLUSION

THAT THEY ALWAYS CATCH UP WITH US

WHEN WE'RE IN A HEAVILY LOADED WAGON.

HAS YOUR EXPERIENCE GIVEN YOU A SOLUTION

TO THIS AGELESS PROBLEM?

WELL, YES IT HAS.

WHAT'S THAT?

IF ONE OF US WERE TO STAY BACK, HEROICALLY,

WITH A FEW STICKS OF DYNAMITE,

THE OTHER MIGHT JUST MAKE IT TO THE FORT.

THAT'S AN ADMIRABLE SUGGESTION.

YOU! YOU!

HERE YOU ARE, ARTIE.

THANK YOU.

HOPE TO SEE YOU AT THE FORT, ARTIE.

YEAH...MAYBE.

HYAH!

ALL RIGHT, LADS, MOVE OUT.

FIRE!

COME ON! COME ON!

GLAD YOU COULD MAKE IT.

IT WOULD HAVE BEEN PRETTY ROUGH

WITH JUST THESE THINGS.

HOLD YOUR FIRE!

AAAAHHHH!!!

"SHE WALKS IN BEAUTY LIKE THE NIGHT

"OF CLOUDLESS CLIMES, AND STARRY SKIES,

"AND ALL THAT'S BEST OF DARK AND BRIGHT

MEET IN HER ASPECTS AND HER EYES."

LORD BYRON.

WHY ARE YOU READING TO ME?

YOU'LL BE STUDYING IT YOURSELF IN A FEW DAYS.

WHY?

BECAUSE THAT'S YOUR PUNISHMENT.

WE'RE GOING TO GET YOU BACK INTO THE FEMININE FOLD,

AND YOU'RE GOING TO LEAVE THE FIGHTING TO US.

WHAT'S THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN?

YOU'RE GOING BACK

TO MISS PRIMWICK'S FINISHING SCHOOL.

AS A MATTER OF FACT,

YOU'LL BE STUDYING THIS IN CLASS IN TWO DAYS.

BACK TO FINISHING SCHOOL? I CAN'T GO BACK!

I'VE JUST TASTED LIFE!

I'VE SEEN THE POOR AND THE DOWNTRODDEN.

WHAT ABOUT ALL THOSE PEOPLE WHO NEED MY HELP?

THERE ARE STILL CAUSES

THAT NEED FIGHTERS WHO AREN'T AFRAID

TO COME TO THEIR AID NO MATTER WHAT--

DO YOU THINK WE OUGHT TO TELL MISS PRIMWICK

WHERE HER PRESSURE POINT IS?

OH, YES, DEFINITELY. DEFINITELY.

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