"Bong," said Toddles, beaming; "absolutely bong. They spotted us, but
Archie was off colour."
"Did you see your pills burst?"
Toddles beamed more emphatically than ever. "One in what I took to
be the station yard, one right on the line, and one O.K. ammunition
truck; terrific explosion--nearly upset me. Three perfectly good
shots."
So far Toddles' account agreed very fairly with the two we already
had.
"Didn't have any trouble with the release gear, I suppose?" said
Grigson. "Nasty thing that. I've known it jam before now."
"Well," answered Toddles, "it did stick a bit, but I just yanked it
over and it worked."
"Splendid!" said Grigson brightly. "A nice bit of work, and very
thoughtful of you to bring home such jolly souvenirs."
"Look here," replied Toddles with warmth, "who the devil are you
getting at?"
"Nothing; oh, nothing at all."
Grigson moved away towards the Mess. "By the way," he said, "you're
quite certain they were your own shots? I should have a good look at
that under carriage if I were you."
We all went down on hands and knees.
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